So this poem is doing the rounds on Facebook. I shared it. I like it. I’m just going to pop it here, it produced a lot of feelings for me. Reading this. Props to the original author, he/she clearly knows the inner workings of midwives lives. Don’t marry a midwife. They sleep all day while you work and work all night while you sleep. Or, their 0500 alarm disturbs your sleep and then they come home too tired to cook dinner. Don’t marry a midwife. They walk in the door mentally

Keep Calm…. Meconium Happens! Meconium… Our fancy medical way of saying “baby poo”. This is the greenish/black substance we sometimes see when the waters break or that god awful, tar like first nappy. It can lead to a huge cascade of intervention in labour if it is in the waters so this post just sheds a little bit of light on this and what to do if it happens. The sh*t literally hits the fan. So what actually is meconium and why does it appear in the waters around baby? Meco

So I often find myself being too serious. I start thinking about things. Overthinking usually. I can think myself in to a bad moods in 3 seconds flat. And since my last post was pretty serious, I decided I am going to tell you something funny. I am going to tell you a story about something that happened to me as a midwife. There will be no personal info, no identifying features. But it will make you laugh….. So I was working a night shift, as usual. A couple come in to the un

I really have been in two minds about whether to post this or not. I really don't want it to seem damning in any way. But as International Day of the Midwife approaches (May 5th) I felt someone should really explain what a real shift can be like. I don't necessarily mean tragedy or drama, it usually means high ward activity and low staffing levels. Here is a glimpse in to a particular shift that I can't forget, I am confident in saying this is all too common across our mater

Can we all just stop talking about "Getting your body back”…..? Where exactly is it supposed to have gone? Don’t you just hear this all the time. It’s on Instagram, it’s in magazines, on tv, it strategically used for bootcamps and workout or diet regimes. Is it just me who absolutely HATES it! I especially despise its use in relation to “bouncing back after baby”, as if you have to bounce back to that woman that you were before you had a baby, or whatever life changing event