|The "mother-to-be" arrives in the "bush ambulance".|
|As is the custom - the whole family is part of the "new born adventure". There is singing, screaming, worried faces and lots of hands to help the "new mother". By the looks of it nobody is actually calm.|
Oh the joys of motherhood!
This time around though I asked my wife to come to the rescue. She drove deep into the bush to meet the "screaming" lady (must be a woman thing) being transported on bad bush paths. She was not the only one screaming for help as the family joined her in an opera of expectancy. A sight to behold, my wife tells me.
Luckily again we had no baby in the car - who knows we might have called her "Ford" or "Fordie"! They both made it in one piece to the hospital. And praise the Lord - we survived yet another baby born in the dark!