Here yesterday, gone today. Or, something like that. Jessica's doing a little better. It's perfectly natural for the hips to start hurting when you're 7 months pregnant, the nurse said this morning. In fact, she didn't say "7 months pregnant", because the real pros only refer to the pregnancy in weeks, but I thought I'd save you from that.
We are best buddies with the nurse. Maarit is her name. We're best buddies, although we've only met her, like, 6 times. How could we not be close to somebody who keeps telling us what a perfect little baby we're going to have, and how perfectly Jessica is pregnant. I mean, if that ain't what friends are for, who needs friends? So, by definition, she is our friend. ;)
Maarit is the perfect midwife. She's nice, supportive, calm, professional, she speaks Swedish and she even looks the part. I can see her holding a baby by his foot and slapping him on the back. And then a second later putting the baby gently on his mother's breast. And then getting ready for the next one, making sure his parents will feel that their baby is the most important baby in the world. Like it is.
