I finally finished a book I've been reading called Baby Catcher: Chronicles of a Modern Midwife by Peggy Vincent. This memoir detailing 40 some years of delivering babies made me cry more times than I could count. It also left me with a feeling of profound gratefulness that I delivered Storey the way in which I did, with the support that I was lucky enough to have, and that the result was a healthy, happy baby. Such is not the case for everyone.
Birthing a little person is so strange. On one hand, it's happened everyday to thousands of women for thousands of years. Part of life. On the other, it's such an amazing gift. Such a privilege, to be someone's mother.
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