Midwifery memories (one)

Published on Wednesday 18th December 2013 by DJ Kirkby

When I first qualified as a midwife (eleventymillion years ago for those of you who need to know these things) we used to have to keep a personal register of births we attended.

photo 1-2Reading through it brings back a wealth of memories, as do the photos parents took and shared with me. To maintain their anonymity I cannot share those that have parents in the photos but I will share some taken of me in a series of weekly posts.

The first is below – taken at the end of a night shift. I was enjoying a cuddle with the cause of all the excitement while the baby’s parents had a cuddle with each other. The photo was taken by the baby’s grandparent who had been present throughout the labour and birth, knitting quietly on a beanbag in a corner of the room for much of the time. I was really impressed with this person’s inner strength because to sit by quietly while your child labours is a very challenging task indeed.  However this person had made it very clear at the start that she was there if needed, and would not otherwise involve herself unless asked. Respect!

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