I'm like a butterfly, flitting here and there, unsure of where to land really. I like this blog realm, except for the fact that I can't seem to stop being in USA. Not that I have anything against being in the States, but it's not true, I'm in England! In good old Blighty I'm a midwife where, apparently we have more support from our medical colleagues than midwives enjoy the other side of the Atlantic, although if you read NHS blogdoc you would have a hard time believing that there is any form of respect from the medical establishment, god bless them, toward the 'madwives'.
Presently I am in a state of perpetual anticipation as one of my daughters is 28 weeks pregnant with identical twins and is stressed to the max with trying to move house before the new babies arrive. We know that they will be born by 36 weeks as she has her caesarian section booked, her previous section plus the identical twins made the mode of delivery a foregone conclusion, but with all the stress, the size of the babies, each currently larger than a singleton, and still working I have this uncomfortable feeling they may decide to come earlier.
Time to flap off again now. Hubby and I are taking a few days off and I really need to pack.