Check-Ups and Questions

Phoebe Call the Midwife Phoebe grinned and nodded. ”Oh yes, you’ll probably want to keep some on hand for yourself as well.” she said. Teething was the most difficult period she thought. Babies crying in pain and knowing there was nothing to be done about it other than waiting for the period to pass. It was a very helpless sort of thing for a parent to go through alongside their child. But she did see his eyes glaze over as she spoke, unable to help her grin. He was trying, and doing a very good job, but there was a serious learning curve here. ”Don’t worry, I will leave you with notes, and you know my door is always open if you’ve questions.” she said with a little nod. Day or night, if Aoife was having trouble, Ronin could call on her to come help. The midwife took Aoife’s protest in stride, laughing a little at her displeasure. ”Oh, I know, life is so tough when you’re small and people keep changing your clothes and poking and prodding you.” she said in a cutesy-pitiful tone. Despite the baby’s protests, Phoebe would get her redressed relatively quickly, tickling her feet and tummy to brighten her mood back up. ”There we go! All done!” she said brightly, picking the girl back up.