Kevin's Watch

Cute story, Linna.

Yay, I'm glad you liked it, MsMary!

(Missed your post before. Then just came here because I thought of another story I wanted to tell.)

In 2010, I was pregnant with the little brother in that earlier story...
And I remember I had a tutoring student coming to my home.
So here I was, this pregnant lady tutoring at my kitchen table. (usually I would meet students at libraries.)

And my student and I sometimes had some of the most hilarious that-does-not-work conversations.
Don't tell a pregnant lady the story of the couple who had an infant or toddler and neglected the child so much by playing Counterstrike or WoW that the kid died.
Or say, "Oh yeah, stress is like the WORST thing for the baby. So just like, don't stress. Keep it cool."

And we also talked about my student's health sometimes too.
He mentioned that he found out he had a Vitamin D deficiency.

So, a few weeks later, I thought of this when I was at the hospital during labor.
I had been walking around the hospital to keep things movin' along with my labor.
And I had a regular "route" (up and down stairs, down hallways, all through various public spaces of the hospital) that I would walk, again and again, in a loop with my husband or mother-in-law.
One thing on that route was a courtyard open to the air, that we'd walk around.
One time when we were there, I thought of my recent tutoring client, and commented to my mother-in-law, "I may have been out in the sunshine today more than he has."

Ha, another good one.

When my older son was 1 year old, we had a big move... from living in a very urban city in Canada to a suburb in the U.S. Midwest.

I didn't really have any friends other than my husband's family... and didn't actually have a driver's license, so there was a lot of being lonely and not really knowing what to do with myself.
(Mothers of small children often find that to be the case -anyway- ...even if they didn't have a recent move to cope with.)

But I would take the kiddo for walks in the stroller, of course.
Stroller some, and have him walk on foot some.

Once, we came upon a family of ducks just off our path.
Not new-hatched tiny ones... they were nearly full-size, but didn't have all their feathers in... not fledged, and apparently not yet really scared of humans.
My toddler son walked down by them, and the five ducklings came up to him in curiosity and encircled him.
A little group of ducks just coalescing around him.
Such an Edenic moment.

That is a pretty cool story

Skyweir wrote:That is a pretty cool story

Yesssss...

I am a little sad that, though I thought of going back to look for them (obviously) I just plain didn't for like a week or more...
...and when we finally did go, I may have seen the same group of ducks, but they were scared of humans by then.

Doesnt take long does it?

Yeah, it's called survival.

--A

Aye that it is They learn to survive stay well clear of humans