Midwifery is catching

I like babies; I’m good with them; I like people; I’m good with them too.

I believe that women are inately capable of birthing babes into the world; that pregnancy and birth are not illnesses that require intervention and medical supervision; that there is no greater miracle than a baby being made on a itty-bitty level from just two half-cells.

I wonder whether my passion for things being natural, supportive, inate and less technical will be in conflict with the nature of taking a tertiary course in midwiffle. I wonder whether I actually do have what it takes to go back to univerisity for three years and do well. I wonder about the shift work, the call outs, the emotional toll and the challenges.

I wonder about all of these and find my soul saying YES to all of these challenges. Have challenges and stress like this is what will keep me from becoming a cabbage, both mentally and emotionally.