I have been driving these now familiar roads for the past 7 years and today as I drove, I smiled as I passed the houses where I had attended a birth or a postpartum visit in the past. And I thought of the mothers and our visits spent admiring their little ones or enjoying a cup of tea together or taking a deep breath as we worked through some breastfeeding challenges. I remembered the excited siblings who woke groggy-eyed to meet their new brother or sister. My smile grew wider as I thought of each of them still snug in their beds or just getting up to start the day, totally unaware that the person who was there the moment they were born was driving past and thinking of them.
I felt gratitude for the wonderful and skilled women I work with and for be able to do the work I do. And although these photos were taken with a horrible Blackberry camera, they still capture the beauty of where I live and where I see life, beautifully.
I stopped for a few moments every time I passed a particularly gorgeous spot, aware that I couldn’t linger too long. A drive home from a birth doesn’t always end in a bed and today it ended with a shower, some food, a trip to the real estate agent’s office, a meeting, some clinic, a homevisit, parent-teacher interviews, a lovely drive home with my family and now, a blog post to capture it all!
So. Finally, it is time to partake in the midwives’ time-honoured tradition of…falling asleep, truly tired from a days work, with wonderful and warm images like these dancing in my head. Good night!