Bun in the Oven

Phoebe Call the Midwife Phoebe nodded and smiled, affirming her offer. "I've had enough patients who don't have someone to help them, or whose husbands are...not the brightest paint on the palette to say the least...or simply aren't willing to help." she said and shrugged, not wanting to get into the nitty gritty of that. Nor did she think she needed to. Vai was smart and obviously experienced, she likely knew exactly the sort of man that wouldn't be willing to help out the mother of his child. "Part of my job is to make sure this experience is as comfortable as possible. And if that means rolling up my sleeves and rubbing peppermint, eucalyptus, and sandalwood oil into your back and legs so you can move around pain free as your baby belly grows, then I am happy to do it." she said brightly. She wasn't the sort of midwife that waved off discomfort as unavoidable or a sign of weakness. Where it could be fixed, she didn't see any reason why it shouldn't be. She grinned as Vai described her...well she assumed husband. "My brother was a bull attuned. Started as a stone mason then joined the Northwind army. Big brawny sort. But I suppose he had the benefit of three younger sisters and then his daughter to teach him how to lighten up sometimes." she said with a laugh. And oh boy if Brahm even hurt her or her sisters, even on accident - you bet he was in big trouble with their pa. "Well maybe make sure to do that technique when your brawny fellow is around so he can pick you up." she said with a light laugh. No need to get stranded on a pillow mountain if someone capable could right her. "That sounds perfect. Medicinal herbs or supplies would always be welcomed." she said brightly. And it would mean she didn't have to trek out into the woods all the time to go foraging if Vai was already out and about that area to get them anyways.