Recovering

I actually slept till 10:30 this morning. I can't remember the last time I did that. I think I must have really been tired. I think the babies may be giving us a break. One never really knows, though. They are sneaky, trying to pop out at the most rude of moments. :)
Well, no profound thoughts today, I guess.

Babies Falling From the Sky

Between myself and my midwife partner, Pam, we have just delivered 20 babies in the last 8 days. Good grief. No wonder we're both tired beyond words.

More than the next best thing

Being a Mom is the best job in the world. Absolutely, without question, THE BEST JOB.

That said, I feel so incredibly lucky and blessed to have the 3 best kids on the earth. I think the nicest thing I can say is that I would want to know each of them, even if they weren't my children. Well, I have both thought and felt that for a very long time. Then, to my surprise, it even gets better.

My oldest son brings home a lovely young woman, and wants to make her a part of the family. I think every mother fears this moment, but, I should have known better. She is so wonderful, that I couldn't have asked for a more perfect daughter, if I had borne her myself. My own daughter said it best, when she said it was like having the missing child put back into our family tree.

So, to the son who did such a great job picking a wife, and to the lovely girl who will become his wife, I love you both, and I am so glad to have her in our family.

It was a pleasure to have her visit this last week. I had both my daughters home at the same time...the one I gave birth to myself, and the one that my son picked as a gift for our family.

So many babies

I have now delivered 13 babies since last Monday morning. I am thrilled to have a job I love, but my feet are killing me and I have at least 3 more to go before I can turn the pager over to my partner, Pam.
As long as there is sex, I will have job security.....

Time for action

There's something that frustrates me as a nurse, a midwife, and just as a human being in general. I know that I was a good nurse, when I worked in that capacity. I still consider myself a good nurse, as a matter of fact. I think that's one of the things that makes me a good midwife, too. I know that job, and what I have a right to expect from someone in that position.

I recently had an experience that once again frustrated me, since I really expected more from the nurse than I got. The end result was that I had a patient who might have died, in the worst case scenario, and ended up with a transfusion and a number of other interventions that would not have been necessary if she had done her job right in the first place.

I don't think it's wrong to expect people to have a certain degree of competence. I expect it from myself, and therefore, I think I have a right (and actually an obligation) to expect it from others.

The question is, how do I translate that expectation into action?