Sitting down to write this at the end of this week, I am exhausted. Physically and emotionally exhausted. I did not catch one baby or attend one woman in labor. Yet, this week has left me drained and close to the edge. Whether you may want it to be or not, whether you are aware of it or not being a midwife in this country is a political act. In some ways, you must always be on guard. Tonight, I am in a space of negativity and frustration mixed with triumph and pride. I am hoping that writing about these things will help to alleviate my negativity.
I do not want to, nor should I go into details. In brief, my birth center was the target of a “complaint” by a local hospital. As a result, we were investigated. Eventually, we were cleared of any wrong doing. I was put on the hot seat for multiple hours on two different days, defending and explaining what we do at the center. I feel triumphant that we eventually prevailed and proud of all my co-workers who supported me through the process. I am also proud of myself and how I handled the pressure. I am frustrated and angry that this process even had to happen. It serves as a reminder that our struggle is far from over. Midwifery is still under threat in our country. ALL midwifery, not just homebirth midwives, but all midwives. Why must we fight? Why did I sit and endure this process? Because the women and babies need us, we must fight for them. We must never get complacent and become too comfortable. We must always fight the fight and stand up for women. Going to the birth center everyday is part of my resistance. The hours that I put in, both at the sides of women and behind a desk, are my contribution. I will continue to do my work and be on the front lines of this struggle.
How do you fight this fight?….