19 years ago I experienced my first homebirth.

Empty hands are never what I want at the end of a mother’s midwifery journey, yet there are times it is the case. My heart break with them. A loss of a child is a devastating thing. I’m thankful I am here to walk with moms and families during this time though.

MIdwifery friends, beautiful sceneries, and peaceful travels.

17 Years since my first homebirth….and now I’m on the otherside. The Midwife. Thank you to the amazing Midwives who served me.

What does it mean to be a Midwife?

I wrote this when I was in school and thought I would share with you today.

The In between. Caught between not being a student any more and not quite a Midwife yet.