I never said thank you.
How could I have not said thank you?
Truth be told, I think it’s because I never truly saw you.
I’m ashamed to admit it, but I was so focused on my own journey – on becoming a new mum, on meeting my baby – that I didn’t notice how much you were a part of it all.
But I look back now and I see it.
I see you.
I see how you helped me through the early stages of pregnancy.
Carrying out all the necessary checks. Recording all the important information. Answering my curious questions. Pulling me out of many a Google hole.
Every appointment my midwife was my all-wise, all-knowing source of information, and I was… a pain, I’m sure.
And yet, no question was too much.
Thanks to you, I went into my labour feeling calm and in control. I felt confident in listening to my body, my baby, and trusting in the advice from my medical team. Thanks to you, I was ready.
When my water broke you ushered me into the delivery suite, helping me to get comfortable in between contractions. You knew it was going to be a while.
You dimmed the lights and rubbed my back as I laboured for over 24 hours.
You responded to my cues for pain relief.
The shifts changed, but the support always remained. Through the breaths, the pain, the sickness – you were there.