I am the luckiest woman in the world. I have the unusual hobby of being a doula and birth assistant in people's homes. This means that I have the privilege of sharing in families most intimate spaces. This morning I arrived before dawn. Quietly sitting in the dimly-lit living room, I hear the sweet whimper of a two-year-old baby girl. Her dad enters her room, but she cries that she just wants mommy. "Mommy is busy. Mommy is having a baby today!" Immediately her crying stops. As they commune in the dark, she soaks it all in. "You are going to be a big sister! Isn't that so exciting?!" Still silent, I am sure she understands. A few minutes later, I see the ruffled hair of a four-year-old boy emerge from the hall. He smiles, introduces me to his toy truck and informs me that he gets to spend the day with "Mimi". Breakfast is eaten, bags are packed and the chil...
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