Saturday, May 28, 2011
You never forget your firsts, and she was my first footling breech. (Read her story here.)
At the time, I was scared out of my mind at how best to help her with the birth, but God walked me/us through it. In the end, it was transformational birth for me as a midwife.
She told me that her beautiful son is named Malong or ‘breech’ in Dinka because he came out foot first. -- I wonder if I could get away with such a name in the States.
Holding him in my arms, I was reminded of why I’m here. This precious life. This gorgeous child. Oh, the privilege and joy!
I asked if I could keep him, but she looked at me sideways and wagged her finger to say ‘no’. Suppressing a smile, she said that he could be ‘moindu’ (my honorary child), and we slapped hands in agreement.
A good day. A very good day.