flood gates are open. feeling electrified.

started with the new practice and the babies are coming. 

this is the "last phase" of my midwifery training. last in that this should be my final placement, but i'm well aware the learning never stops. 

i'm beginning a new adventure. husband by my side. in a new city. with new midwives. in a new environment. 

a high volume urban birth centre----a wee bit of a change from the semi-rural low-volume home birth practices i've been with for the last year. and a hell of a lot different than the practice i began my training with. where my foundation of understanding birth was grounded. 

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nine births in 18 days. really it probably was in less time than that. maybe two weeks.

one of those chubby babies slid into my hands. well actually she had double nuchal hands, one of which was wrapped in her cord. she kinda burst into the world with some flare. 

it has been an experience attending women in birth that i have met only once prenatally. 

definitely a change. 

it has been good though. my birth attending skills feel solid. learning a new environment has been smoother than i had anticipated. this past weekend i was thrown back into the primary student role for the first time with these midwives. there wasn't really an option. the babies kept coming. two primips within fours hours of each other. the joys of birth centre birthing. 

fucking powerful births. excuse the language. but seriously both these women rocked my world. 

i keep getting taught new things at every birth. lately it has all been from the mothers...well not exactly. i'm loving working with multiple midwives. midwives with diverse backgrounds that have tricks up their sleeves. 

but the mothers. the mothers have been fantastic teachers. so many of them becoming mothers for the first time. changing them. altering their reality. being part of that. observing that. supporting that....

is there anything better?