Labor and delivery are a very strange thing. As an observer I am torn. Usually, no-scratch that, more than usually, 99.9% of the time I don't wish pain on suffering on anyone. But when babies are over due and the Mother is not comfortable anymore, I DO wish pain and suffering would start. Is it wrong for me to mentally poke a hole in the amniotic sac? Living with an overdue pregnant woman is like living with a ticking time bomb. We never know when she'll go off. Things have started now. The sac has been punctured. Soon I will be a Grandmother. I aspire to be half as good as the two Grandmothers that I had. I had some awesome Grandmothers in my life and they set the bar real high.
Sunday, May 17, 2015
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