One year and counting...

I made it! I survived my first year as a midwife. It's definitely been an interesting ride. I never expected to be where I am and I count myself fortunate because this has been the best job for me as a new grad. I've had the opportunity to ease into things and I feel like I've had lots of support. It hasn't come without its fair share of frustrations. I feel like I've got some bad mojo following me. I definitely would not call myself a failure but it sucks when things don't go like you want them to go. Not that anything bad has happened but its nice when this perfectionist gets things to go perfectly. That in itself though is my problem because when it comes to birth, things don't always go perfectly. Maybe that's the lesson I was meant to learn this first year.