One of my
sitting and listening to a fairy tale, I am walking in my family’s dining room.
I must be three, maybe four years old because I am the same height as the
heavy, wooden table. As I am walking, I am thinking about the story. Someone
(mother? babysitter?) was reading to us (was it one sister? or two? was there a
little neighbor too?). The tale was read from a thin but tall, illustrated,
hardcover book. The illustrations were rare but detailed – gnarled, ancient
forest, small, thatched huts, women dressed with heavy cloaks and long, full
skirts. In this story, there was mention of a midwife, the person that helps
women during birth. Walking past my dining room table, my little head held
high, I heard this thought: “Midwife. That’s what I am, a midwife”.
fifty years later, that is still what I am, a midwife.
May All Babies Be Born into Loving Hands
I’m looking forward to reading your posts, Michelle! You are blessed to have found your professional calling at such a young age.
Thank you, Melissa. Thank you for finding this post. Thanks for letting me know. So exciting to have a reader!
Hello old friend!
This is Kelly Lelito Brown, one of your old partners.
I am so glad you are starting a blog! You have lots to offer the community, and this is a great venue. I look forward to following your posts- happy blogging! Give my love to Kevin & the fam. Do you still have that lovely dog? I remember house sitting for you one Christmas, and I got so sick the poor dog was looking at me as if to say: “great. left me with this stranger, and now she’s gonna DIE”. We survived. I miss you and your kitchen, your dog, your family… and your smile.
Michelle….i am so happy to have found you and so excited to read your blog. Youwere were involved in my first 2 pregnancies when you were at seton health. I believe i had seen you once during my third pregnancy before you left the practice. I was never sure why you left or where you went. I missed you! We found out about halfway through the third pregnancy that our sweet boy was not going to live. They sent us to Albany med to have him. I missed Margaret and have since lost touch with her as well. Our boy, Ben, was born at 35 weeks and lived for 28hours. I see you have bereavement counselor listed as one of your past specialties..so maybe you can help me or put me in touch with someone who can. In any case,I am happy to have found you and I am looking forward to reading more! Thanks ……Jaimie
LOVE IT! 🙂
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🙂 This sort of happened to me too, in fifth grade.
I dont know what to say. This blog is fantastic. Thats not really a really huge statement, but its all I could come up with after reading this. You know so much about this subject. So much so that you made me want to learn more about it. Your blog is my stepping stone, my friend. Thanks for the heads up on this subject.
Hey great blog! I’ll be back, but how often do you update this blog?