Thursday, 13 December 2018

2018 has been... beautiful.

It's such a cliché to look back on the past year when December hits you in the face. 
Again, I've been meaning to reflect on all the amazing things that have happened in my life recently but struggle with finding the right words, moment, way to do it. 
Then something unbelievably amazing happens and you realise you want to treasure all the wonderful feelings of that moment. 

I delivered a baby. An actual real-life, crying-out-loud, tiny-fingers-and-even-smaller-nails, perfect little girl. As dad opened the door for me and my crewmate to walk in he breathes with relief and says "I'm glad you're here. I have no idea what I'm doing!" and I feel like saying "me neither!" but hold it inside me until an hour after when mum, dad and baby are all cuddled together and laughing out loud at the situation. It was wonderful. I'm still glowing from it and riding the beautiful feeling. 

I wan to write about all the amazing people I've come to meet and had the honour of looking after but patient confidentiality and respect for their personal stories stops me from doing so. I'll jot some notes down in hopes that they will lift my spirits on days the radio goes off at 4am, after you've already had a really full on  night and you really just needed a rest. You wonder why you do this job when you'd rather be at home in your bed. But then you look at the screen and see you're going to a birth an you remember why you do the job. Ah, not always, but today that's what it was like. :) 

ps: they're thinking of naming her after me. eeeeeecckkkk