And now heading home...

And here I sit smiling... hair askew... make-up smeared off... pillowcase creases pressed deep into my cheek... off to my home to get ready for a day of work.

Babies are so amazing, aren't they?

Comments

[HollyRhea]

Reading these two posts made my heart leap with excitement. I start my doula training this month. I feel like I'm finally pursuing my life's purpose. You had a lot to do with that decision, lady.

[Navelgazing Midwife]

I think I'm going to go work at McDonald's now. Midwifery and therapy work is some hard ass shit, Holly. Maybe doula work is easier. Maybe I should do that again. Relieve some of the pressure. Take some of the responsibility off of me. When did I become a grown up? When did I start making calls like, "You might want to take that baby to the hospital to be poked for 24 hours because she might be sick"? When did I start getting yelled at for being THE MIDWIFE? It sounds like such a dirty word coming out of some people's mouths, doesn't it?

*sigh*

[Anonymous]

I love you navelgazing midwife! I'm so grateful you do what you do, instead of working at McDonalds.

[Opening Pandora]

midwife is NOT a dirty word, though I'm not sure I could do what you do, besides, I'd feel like such a fraud telling women "you can do it" naturally, when I couldn't.....

but, on another note...hair? enough to be askew? I think we need photograpic proof of that one.....