One of our local mamas birthed her latest little flower on her bathroom floor about 8 minutes prior to her midwife arriving (that would be me). I don’t mind admitting to having missed this birth because, frankly, THIS birth didn’t really need me. 🙂 That always makes me smile. Those of us in the “biz” call this a “butter birth”. The definition of which basically means that the birth went as “smooth as butter”.
Here’s to lots of butter in 2013.