Birth is a beautiful thing

My husband volunteers us for things. He used to just offer things without asking me. Now he asks me if it is ok AFTER he tells the other person, "I'm sure it is no problem, let me just ask my wife." Which still gives me no true say in the matter. Perhaps one day, he will ask me BEFORE he actually offers something. 80% of the time these offers end in disaster or he offers and I do everything. People are probably thinking, "but his heart is in the right place and he is so giving." Then you come here and put on parties for 40 people every month during the summer and buy an overpriced raft which turns out to have a hole in it for a private Catholic school that our children DO NOT go to...

There is a family in our congregation who were renting a home. It was sold and they were given three weeks to move. The mom is pregnant and due in a couple weeks. Kevin told her that they could use our condo until they found a place, "but let me just double check with my wife." So I spent 8 hours packing and Kevin spent 2 and the other family moved in. It is a really nice thing and we are great people. Then her due date started getting closer and we started talking.
"Susie is due soon."
"Yeah."
"Her husband is a naturalpathic doctor. Do you think he will deliver the baby?"
"Probably. I wonder if they will use drugs."
Kevin then says, "I believe she has home births."
Quiet prevails.

They are a really nice family and very clean, but when you walk into your condo to look for your passport that you have lost and last had it in the condo when packing and are leaving the country in a few weeks and see a couple rather large boxes with the words, "Birthing Kit" on them, you start to question what is about to happen. And then you stop questioning because you don't want to know. You don't want to think about it and you just want to enter the happy little field the pregnant lady is probably imagining once she enters labor.

I am in that field right now.