"Oh! There's your midwife!"
It didn't register at first...
Eventually my eyes focused on the couple standing in front of me and I recognized a woman I did a prenatal visit for, and who I triaged a couple weeks ago. She ended up delivering two days later. Her partner was excited to tell me that she waited until the very end to come in and she "didn't even get an epidural." She was so proud of her, and so was I.
I am still smiling (and shocked) that tonight, for the first time in public, somebody called me "their midwife." I don't know if that's weird, but I didn't really expect to have this experience. It makes me wonder how much better it will be when I have continuity with patients in a community that I call my own...
Tonight, without even having caught her baby, someone considers me her midwife.
I feel good.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
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3 comments:
It must be an awesome feeling. Something tells me you deserved this pat on the back!
Deb
That's terrific! Heep on keeping on.
It's such an amazing, special feeling!! Congratulations. :-D
One of my patients, whom I took care of for her entire pregnancy, ended up having a cesarean in the end because the baby was breech. I wasn't there the day of the delivery, but I heard from the midwives who were working that day that she kept saying that the baby was my baby, and telling everyone what a great midwife she'd had during her pregnancy. Stuff like that just makes you feel like you're going to burst! (although I did remind her over the phone next time I spoke with her that the baby was not at all my baby, and she's the one who did all the hard work)....but anyway, this is the reason that midwives love their jobs. I'm so glad you're getting it too! *hug*
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