I don’t talk a whole lot about my job on this blog. It’s pretty personal. It’s an emotional job to have and it’s often pretty politically charged, as well. I am also a midwife apprentice and am enrolled in a 3-year degree program. It’s birth, birth, birth all the time, people. If you’re squeamish, skip this post.
My family is pretty supportive and flexible. My husband no longer bats an eye when he has to push a placenta aside to grab a beer. My kids no longer freak out when I need to rush out the door as a babysitter runs in.
It’s really a great gig and it’s the only thing I could ever imagine doing. So here are some things that have happened in the past few months. It’s a new year and I am halfway to having my midwife wings.