Bun in the Oven

Phoebe Call the Midwife Phoebe pressed her hands to her cheeks in surprise. ”Really?” she said. ”You don’t look old enough to have a child my age!” she said with a light laugh. Vai was unmistakably an adult female, but she didn’t look like a particularly old one. Maybe if she had her right at around sixteen she supposed it was plausible. Regardless, at least she had some frame of reference. She wouldn’t be a panicky new mother. ”Well, with that time lapse I am afraid you won’t get the physical benefit of this being your second, but at least you are more mentally prepared!” she said with a wide smile. As Vai delved into what she knew and remembered, Phoebe took quick notes with a practiced hand, smiling all the while. ”That is all very helpful.” she said with a smile. Then she got up to collect a few things, still speaking as she did so. ”Is the father here with you or are you on your own? Either way I can show you some stretches to help your back, and if you bring him or someone else here for your next visit I can show them some massages to help too.” she said. Unlike some midwives who insisted child carrying was women’s work only, Phoebe figured if a man could get a woman pregnant that he could help her through it too. To a point of course. No daddies in the delivery room if she could help it. From her cabinets she began collecting various teas and tonics. ”I’m going to send you with some teas for any nausea, just in case that starts up again. There are also some tonics you’ll want to take, once a day, just to keep you both healthy.” Phoebe said, going through the list of everything in detail so that Vai knew, as well as writing down what everything was.