Back on the horse
So this week was the first week back at university. Weeeeee - back on the old rollercoaster. Timetables, assignments, textbooks and 40C heat. Erk. One of my lecturers is a famous author who I won’t out here but she is inspiring me to think outside of the square regarding women-centred care. This weekend I’m off to Womadelaide to hang out with the Homebirth Network in more 40C heat.
I’m not feeling I have anything to blog about here. I don’t have amazing birth stories to share. I don’t have anything that is stirring my heart at the moment. I look at the next two years and beyond and wonder where I’m going to find the energy to get through it all. I talk to a friend who has started a year behind me and she has similar callings to what I do, about women-centred care and homebirth and I am sad that she will have to choose between study and her heart. I find the politics of studying to be annoying and frustrating, and I think I’ve developed a hint of "I don’t want to fail so I don’t want to start" with so many things.
