Tomorrow, I write my national registration exam. The Canadian Midwifery Registration Exam (CMRE). Since last May, I’ve written 7 exams, 3 additional required tests, and several re-certifications. I’ve expanded my brain beyond it’s limits.
These days I’m doing practice tests and reviewing notes. Text-quizzing with friends, and try to garner that last ompfh of energy to make it through the CMRE.
After May 3, there are no more exams to prove I can midwife.
I’ll find out the results on June 11, but just to reach this point is incredible.
I can feel life changing underneath my feet. There’s so much mometum in the air that it’s disorientating and I’m unable to keep up with. At night, sometimes, I just sit on my couch, listening to music; and I just let myself feel all the changes.
I got a job.
I’m moving to Toronto.
I’m up for Valedictorian.
I have been to more than 115 births.
I’m fucking graduating!
Life is shifting. It’s spring and things feel fresh, albeit still cold af in Ottawa. Soaking in that shifting feeling, sorry I’ve been absent, this shit has been real hard.xo.
It’s not Monday but it is the very last fucking day of midwifery placement after 4 years of craziness. I have been waiting very impatiently for this day and place.
I’m sorry for my absence. I will retroactively post. It took all of my soul and beyond to get here. xoxo, thanks for sticking with me.