Tomorrow, Saturday May 5th is the International Day of the Midwife.
Yep, at one point in time I wanted to be a midwife. From about grade nine to my last year of college. With it still going back and forth in my thoughts for a few years after that. There wasn't a thing (I thought) I didn't know about pregnancy, childbirth and children up to age five. I would spend my spare time at the library going through books and then Canadian schools that had a midwifery program. When I think back on it it was odd, my weird obsession, with everything baby. Too bad I didn't follow through. I would have had some great stories to tell.
I was wavering between being a midwife or obstetrician/gynecologist. Midwifery went out first because I wasn't sure that I wanted to miss out on important events in my life to deliver other people's babies, among other things. Obstetrics/gynecology went out of the window because of the same reason and I really sucked at math and chemistry. The 2 banes of my existence, but necessary part of the undergrad degree. And believe me I tried, and tried, and tried.
So what's the point of the post? I respect midwives and what they do. What they give up in their own lives to be part of someone's new life.
I'm not on the side of midwives or obstetricians. I respect them both. And I believe that both professions have a part in every society. Women need to do what is best for themselves, their children, and their families as a whole.
Tomorrow is also International Save Lives Clean Your Hands Day. Busy weekend. It's a simple act that can not only save lives but help to prevent the common cold. Something that many of us think is merely a nuisance, not something that could take your life.
So wash your hands. It prevents the spread of bacteria and infection, and it's just plain gross not to.
Have a fabulous weekend everyone!
Song of the Day: Where Have You Been, Rihanna, Talk That Talk (Deluxe Edition), 2011, The Island Def Jam Music Group. See Where Have You Been. Glad to see Rihanna dancing. I tell you if I was her age, & selling out shows, I'd be bustin' out the dance moves on stage every damn night. You can only whine so much before it gets old. But that's just me. (Links may not work in all countries.)
Till next time,