30 days of happiness

HAPPY EIGHT

Today is the day, I consider myself as READY.

I spoke to one of my three midwives yesterday

and finally there was some excitement in her eyes

for the first time, I felt a little less number

a little bit more 'mum to be for the 3th time'.

I miss England in these times

I miss Sally, my dearest midwife.

she came around for coffee every week

from 30 weeks onwards

telling me facts and tails about labour and childbirth

funny stories about babies

you could call her any time , day or night

she was the one delivering your baby.

Stuck to your hip from one to ten.

No, whoever is there on duty or we will come back later

Don't get me wrong

I'm not complaining or scared.

I'm looking forward

to look her in the eyes

to breast feed her for the first time

to smell her caramel breath

to show her to my boys

and

to lie in bed for days.

The numbers are on the fridge.

The two super soft hats are on top of the baby towels

next to the warm water bottles.

Her freshly bought woolen romper suit

and super soft cotton outfit

waiting in the crib.

But if

she decides to come a little bit later than now

I could paint some freshly plastered walls

decorate a bit more

sort the toys

clean up the shed

and crochet a bit more

:-)

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