Birth-day memories

This time four years ago, I was driving to my parents’ house to be my twin sister’s midwife. It was a clear night, much like tonight, reasonably warm – Kerrie was wandering around the garden between contractions with Matt supporting her. There was a lovely calm atmosphere – my parents were watching TV upstairs, 2-year old Ebony was asleep, my sister Maxine and friend Sarah were drinking tea in the lounge; we were all just watching and waiting to welcome baby Erin who entered the world shortly after midnight. The memory of it is as vivid as if it happened only yesterday.