Two things about today:

1. The newly made brother wanted to give us goodbye hugs when we left. As I held him, he said sweet things and fingered my dreads (probably wondering what the heck is going on with my hair) and gave me a big hug and even a little kiss. This sweet little boy whom I had only met once before, whose new baby sister I helped catch this morning.

2. There's something about leaving a home after a birth. Stepping outside, carrying all the gear to the car. No one else on the street paying any heed. No one else aware. All are oblivious to the brand new life that so recently entered the world. I feel like shouting, "A baby was just born! Right here, in this house! A woman worked so hard and did an amazing job and her body knew just what to do! You should know, and be excited!" It's like a wonderful secret that only we are in on.