The Art of Midwifery

I am sure it is of no surprise that whilst partaking in a midwifery degree, there is no longer (was there ever?) endless time for pondering, idle wandering or anything else that sounds slow or rhymes with the above. Joining a society is not impossible but with a diary which can change weekly, integrated placements … Continue reading The Art of Midwifery

I’m going to be a midwife

Leaving York hospital bleary eyed after a night shift on labour ward. I dig my key out of my pocket and unlock my frosty bike from the staff courtyard where it has been for the last 12 hours, I begin my short ride through a sleepy York. I pass workers beginning their new days, I … Continue reading I’m going to be a midwife