I am not the first wife and mother to struggle through the demands of midwifery training. I am not the first wife and mother to spend a few days each week hours from my family hoping someone goes into labor.  I am not the first wife and mother to groan when a labor finally begins just as I need to head back home. The midwives I am learning from know this experience intimately – they both went though it themselves. Their children and husbands had to learn to operate without them from the beginning. If at any point the family could not handle the training, theyRead More →