Midwives play a crucial role in maternal and infant health, in all and every aspect… In a mother’s wellbeing throughout the crucial, deeply demonstrative months of pregnancy, during childbirth, whether involved and inspiring, or quietly confident as they sit back and let the parents own their beautiful births. And they are pivotal within the important emotional hours or days after childbirth when the parents are so vulnerable with love, they look to the person of authority as they try to make head or tail of their new bundle of joy. And indeed for some women, their own nipple, which seems to have taken a life of its own! (Who knew that would be so weird!)
As a birth educator, I am member of the MSLC, the midwifery services liaison committee, which means I directly report back to the midwives from the service users I come across, (the 100 odd yoga and hypnobirthing mums I see every week) their experiences.
As you can imagine, the reviews are mixed. But rarely are there any complaints about the actual midwives themselves. And this article is not about complaints it is about celebration.
Midwives are unsung heroes. Let’s make no mistake, they help life, enter this world, day, after day, after day. Is there a more important job?
The training is long and arduous and so can be the work. Like many people in the public sector they must come to terms with an NHS system that is pushed to the core, balancing economics with care. I remember the day after having my son Sam, the midwife coming to my door for her routine visit, and quite quickly I realised she was having a tough day. Full of cold, she was snuffling her way through her checklist, without really engaging she whizzed through, her eyes tired and her forehead crumpled. I offered her a cup of tea and a biscuit, but she didn’t accept. It was early September and she had two colleagues off on holiday, one off with a cold (!) and one who had gone off with stress, she had three more women to visit and no time to do it in. There I was lounging around in my new mummy bubble, enjoying the fact that the most important job I had on my list that day was a few cuddles and a couple of smelly nappies. I felt sorry for her. She was a lovely lady, with too much to do.
Midwives, like our other health care workers are people. They are effected, and moved, and inspired and distraught, probably on a daily basis. Happily, they get the ‘champagne moment’ perhaps more than most – when they observe the beginning of life, in all it’s raw, beautiful wholeness. Wow, imagine being witness to that love every day.
Every midwife I have had the honour to meet has been warm, knowledgeable, usually funny (I think a sense of humour at times is probably a must), kind and above all passionate about birth.
So this month I am calling on the Orange Grove Clinic Community to help us celebrate your midwife. Share with us why your midwife is special as we launch the ‘Orange Grove Clinic and YogaBubs’ Midwife of the Year Award!’
How? Just Click here to make your Nomination.
Just let us know who, why and baby’s birth date.
The closing date for entries is Friday 5th May.
On May 5th – International Day of The Midwife, we will announce the local ‘Unsung Hero of Midwives’ and reward her with a TLC Hamper, packed with goodies and treats, on behalf of us, the mums and dads, who couldn’t have done it without them! From me a personal thank you to Sarah!