02 October 2013
Saying Goodbye to My Midwife
I have long maintained the thought that there is a very special and particular bond between a woman and her midwife. Birthing my babies has been the most powerful and emotional four things I have ever done - and probably will ever do.
Not every woman feels this bond, I think. For me, it is very strong. I have been blessed to have the same midwife for all four of my pregnancies. Sue has been really, really great. Since we moved back to Hamilton from Morrinsville at the end of my pregnancy with Rosie, she has driven over to my house for every appointment and hung out amidst my washing piles and crazy toddlers.
This morning we said goodbye to her for the very last time. I had to swallow back the lump in my throat as I went to get the camera to record the memory of her with my four babies.
I'm going to stop writing, or I'll start crying now!