Baby Time

Not me, my sister.  The older one.  She is deep in the throws of labor - 6 centimeters we just found out!  We are at the hospital in Houston, my mother & I waiting in the dark room for her to be moved.  This time we are overlooking a lake - how lovely.  Earlier I was playing midwife with her at her home.  Playing because I was repeating words my midwife said, advising labor position my midwife advised & trying to mimic her soothing voice.  My sad attempts seemed to help though.  She just needed peach & quiet so she could relax & focus on her breathing & laboring.  Sadly that meant going in another room away from my adorable nephew & son.  As I spoke the words I remembered, there were tears.  Tears of joy reminiscing about Isaiah's birth.  My poor sister.