Welcome to The Lounge for another Thursday. This week, our keyword is Midwife.
Birthing my baby has been my stand-out experience of self-determination, personal endurance and pure love.
I can’t imagine anything that could take its place.
That day in 2008, like millions of other women before me, I put my fears aside, managed the indescribable pain and did one of the most important things I will ever accomplish.
Then, two years later, I did it again…
And my mum was right. The minute babies are born, somehow pain washes over the woman and it is substituted by the intensity that is Maternal Love.
Unmatched Love.
Birthing my babies took stamina, resilience, some visualisation and a great deal of positive thinking.
It also took support.
My husband who held my hand.
A doctor who was cool and collected.
And a midwife. An amazing angel-midwife!
She listened with an empathetic ear, she encouraged me to soldier on and she articulated my feelings when I was labouring and could not speak.
She knew how to manage a soon-to-be-mother with sensitivity, a smile and a bucket load of confidence.
As Monday is International Day of the Midwife, I wanted to create a little awareness on my blog about these special people.
More of a calling than a career, I reckon.
Have you written your birth story? Link your post below and please, show some support for #IDM2014 on Monday.
In the mean time, you can check out my favourite Midwife Blogger here. She rocks!
Happy International Day of the Midwife for Monday!
Love,
Robo X
RoboMum 
May 1st, 2014 at 20:51
I think midwives are pretty darn cool. I have linked up my birth story that I wrote last year. Looking forward to reading more stories x
May 17th, 2014 at 20:51
Thanks for linking!
May 1st, 2014 at 20:51
Didn’t get a chance to comment earlier, but I reckon you are right, midwives rock, and it is certainly more of a calling than anything else.
May 1st, 2014 at 20:51
I didn’t spend much time with the midwives when I was giving birth as I went straight from observation to theatre for an emergency c-section. I didn’t even step foot into a birthing suite! My second cousin is a midwife though and I think if I could handle needles and placentas I would loved to have done it.
May 1st, 2014 at 20:51
Midwives really do have a pretty special job. I was lucky and only encountered one who maybe should have given up the job during my pregnancy.
May 1st, 2014 at 20:51
Angel is right!! It’s a true vocation in every sense of the word. I met a midwife today who came into work on her day off because a first-time-mum (my Sister in Law) was having a terrifying labour. She stayed with her for the birth and the rest of the day – that’s dedication!
May 17th, 2014 at 20:51
Wow. It sure is! X
May 1st, 2014 at 20:51
Thanks for the shout out Robo! I will link up a post that got some wonderful feedback to help other mums who have had a recent birth. xx
May 2nd, 2014 at 20:51
Corny as this sounds, I believe midwifery is a very special job that requires a very special person to do it…and the results are very special!!
May 4th, 2014 at 20:51
What a great link, Robo! I haven’t written about my birth story yet. (4 years later and counting). And while so much of it was a haze, I certainly remember certain midwives and their helpfulness. I’ll try and get my post up for tomorrow! x