I don’t think men know enough about forceps. But it’s about time they did. So I’m going to explain what the fear is like when a midwife holds up the forceps and says “I’m afraid I’m going to have to use the forceps.”
It’s like a irate women holding up a pair of nutcrackers in front of her partner and saying:
“I’ve always had a penchant for nuts. And your’s look ripe for cracking.”
Oh there’s another F I liked to talk about and that’s “Freedom”.
For the last 6 weeks or so I have been working in the most hellish job I have ever had with a level of toxicity and venom I have never encountered before in all my working life. Today, I made the decision to leave. It was a shame as it was a job I really needed and I will have to work even harder to get to where I want to be now when I thought I was finally on track. But I am old and wise enough to know that some battles aren’t worth fighting. And tonight when I left knowing my time there is limited I felt freedom in my veins.
And it felt good. I will sleep easy tonight.