On a happier note...

Today was a good day.  A long day, but good.  For twelve hours I coached a shy 15 year old through labor and helped deliver her beautiful baby boy right before shift change.  She was a champ.  She did so well.  With her quiet boyfriend standing by ready to cut the cord, and her mother excitedly giggling away at her leg while she pushed.  My heart swelled with such joy as we set her fresh, slippery boy onto her chest and she teared up while fearlessly grabbing for him.  She showed so much maturity.  Their road will not be easy, but I have a feeling she'll do better than some of my 18 and 20 year olds do.  Today I loved my job...even if I did have to stay late to chart.