We've been searching for a new kitchen table for a while now, and I finally found one that fits our budget that I loved on Craig's List. I went to look at it tonight, and the woman who answered the door looked so familiar, but I couldn't put a finger on where I knew her from. So I told her she looked familiar, hoping she would return my recognition. She obviously didn't right away, but offered, "I work at The Midwife Center."
"That's it. You delivered my daughter." She was the nurse that assisted the midwife (Kathy) in catching Abigail, and I was just looking at pictures that she was in right before Abigail's birthday. Once I filled her in on some more details, she remembered we were in the Desert room and said she could never forget that day (06-07-08), when all three of the birthing rooms at the Midwife Center were full-- how hectic it was.
She's on the left here.
We talked for a while, and she ended up giving me $50 off her original asking price of $250, which I already thought very reasonable. It also has a big leaf to extend it 18 inches.
Anyway, kind of neat, huh?
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