It takes me a while to find my feet again after travel, to readjust to time zones.
I have been hanging out with my family, seeing friends, and catching up with my clients. I have had two conversations with midwives planning trips to Bali to volunteer at the clinic.
I have attended two births of fabulous women, strong, beautiful, fierce women.
Next week I have a root canal scheduled, and I hope to get to work in my garden. It is an overgrown mess.
So am I a changed woman?
Have my views on life or birth changed?
Will my practices change?
I don't know.
I am still a bit numb from the experience, still processing all I saw and did. I do know that I would like to delay clamping and cutting the cord more often than I did before I left.
I do know that I have more faith that even slow slope second stages resolve well, if mom and baby are fine.
I know that I am privileged, and that our flawed frustrating medical system is pretty damn good.
I will know more later after I sit in a few more births, and hang out with my family some more.
treesa
