When I was pregnant with my second child at 23, I was fortunate enough to have Fiona as my midwife for a water birth at home.
This birth will live in the memory of my being forever, as it was the first time that I came fully alive into, and flowed with the true power of my woman-body. The strength of this experience still ripples out to enhance my life today.
There are many things I could write about Fiona, from my deep gratitude for her support. This poem is for her :-
Fiona is a Dolphin Midwife
She slides with subtle delicacy into the rhythm
Of my home and body
Embracing me with softness
Light in her blue eyes encouraging rest.
My labour slows down
Like I am standing on the shore
Scared of the ocean..
Her intuition as immaculate as her knowledge
Her trust in my birth never falters.
Fiona knows the depths of Power
within her, and other women
But does not make a noisy splash of it
She invites me to swim
Into hidden caves of my Being
When I come up for air
We float and laugh together.
Patiently urging me to embrace my strength
When I surrender
She is already there to meet me
She washes me with support and honour
Her knowing hands move like warm water
Massaging my body.
When tidal waves of Birth Energy
Start crashing through me
She rides them with grace
She does not stand in the light casting shadows
But swims to unseen depths of presence
I sink into the timeless wonder
Of breath, womb and water
She quietly watches.
She does not interrupt this magic.
He comes suddenly
With one deep unexpected movement
He flows out of my body
Beautifully, like a fish.
She rises in a dive
Of efficiency and awareness
On a tide of capability
with silent speed and calm action
She looks at me, and my new son
deep into our eyes
our oceans are One
She takes nothing
While I bond with his fresh body
When her work is done she swims
Away as gently as she came