Dear friends,
are not pregnant as you might guess from these pictures ..!
I am writing to share with you what I'm living through my experience of training to become a midwife. For about five months and a half to attend a Department of Obstetrics learn everything related to the obstetric hospital (women who have not yet given birth but are twisted by contractions, women who have given birth and seems to have entered into paradise). Being a visitor to this site was a privileged role: allowed me to witness the mystery of birth and how it reshapes the lives of families who receive him. The time step is always been my favorite rivers of friends, sisters, brothers, parents, grandparents and many other blue invaded the hall of the department and filled him with joy, tears, colorful balloons and flowers.
I saw the midwives are experts (adult women, often mothers) and less experienced (fresh, enthusiastic and full of vitality-the university graduates), relating to women with great kindness, understanding, openness.
I lived those days that changed the lives of a couple, when everything is so delicate and the task of health workers and to protect us this time to protect it, a memory that will remain intact.
