Allegedly mid-winter break here, and while the rain obliges with making obvious the ‘winter’ part via interminable sheets of dry-laundry-obscuring proportions, the babies are heedless to the ‘break’ portion and continue to fill my hands with warm, squelching newness.

and no, I am not reading some last-minute how-to guide on baby-catching – merely checking over my documentation amidst our homebirth supplies

Latest baby born framed by the sunny noon pouring in the living room picture window after pivoting ever-so-delicately right at the nth hour (literally – we watched her sweet dark haired head turning at the entrance) into a lovely anterior (facing down) position.
With the most gentle and concentrated of efforts – born with absolute slow serenity into my hands – mama lost in the deepness of birthing, papa quietly holding us all up off the floor in his arms – mother, child, midwife (ry student – for just a few more months).

Really, considering the amount of rain outside, and the extra effort New Zealanders make to heat their homes once a new baby is arriving – it’s a very good thing being a midwife, mid-winter.

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