I love working with midwives both from a patient and professional perspective. Watching them sit calmly observing a mother’s movements and tone; typically being able to tell how she’s progressing without questions or exams. Seeing their highly trained hands snap into action at a moments notice when complications arise. Listening to them give words of encouragement and being able to tell they fully believe in the laboring woman. It takes a special gift to be a midwife.
A midwife’s hands have held miracles and have felt new life come forth.
A midwife’s hands have held heartbreak and carry those internal scars forever more.
A midwife’s hands have worked countless hours and will continue to work on.
A midwife’s hands have supported, comforted, and cheered.
A midwife’s hands serve others before themselves.
A midwife’s hands are forever intertwined with each life they have touched.
Her hands were made to do this.