what’s petty?
Two big, fast boys both wiggling past anterior lips, within 24 hours of each other since I last wrote.
I’m beginning to think my midwife plans educational theme days for me. Or the universe. Or whoever’s in charge of these things.
I’m beginning to think my midwife plans educational theme days for me. Or the universe. Or whoever’s in charge of these things.
Since then I’ve played the much-loved midwifery game called cross-fingers-and-tempt-fate by travelling 2 hours away to entertain visitors. I was packing to leave as I got a call that someone was edging their way into labour. So now I’m safely back at home eating risotto and waiting. Round one, me.
As I was sitting here, Jane came by with a birth annoucement in the newspaper thanking her, and one thanking me right next to it. Lovely synchroncity, that.
You know what’s petty?
. . . . here’s a hint. . .
If I’m ever your midwife and you want to thank me publicly. . . you might want to spell my name correctly.
If I’m ever your midwife and you want to thank me publicly. . . you might want to spell my name correctly.
(note to self, do not give future child name with silent h at the end)
Dear Mianh,
I’m sorry to hear about the petty thing.
You know my boss and a co-worker who have known me for 2.5 years still spell my name incorrectly sometimes.
So do other people. So I just ignore.
The “h” is not silent, but I guess some ears don’t hear it.
I hope you’ll cheer up soon.
Take care,
Ru
what a gorgeous picture!
i get the name spelling thing too, mine is a german spelling of an otherwise common name, my relatives still don’t spell it right.
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