The Cutting Ceremony

For the next 4 months, we'll be on duty in ward15 of PGH and from one health center to another. We'll be assisting and handling actual normal deliveries with only the supervision of a clinical instructor. There's a feeling of dread but of excitement as well. What if my gloves went slippery sliding the neonate off my hand? There are no rooms for clumsiness and stupidity!
The coolest thing about it is to be handling an innocent baby in your arms, to be the first one to see that baby's head and welcome him on earth with both my hands, to be the first one to hear his cries and to be there at the moment of his first breath....
That baby could be anybody I'll walk past down a busy road years from now. He could be sitting beside me on a jeepney someday without me knowing. That baby could be a rockstar decades from now and I'd be his fan waving and slamming at his concerts.
When that day comes, I won't be someone who'll be always watching my back in search for any recognition of that face, of course! But I'll just be smiling at the thought that I was there to cut his umbilical cord or shall I say, I WAS THERE at the cutting ceremony like a hollywood celebrity of sorts. Welcome to earth!

-Just something to inspire me before i start writing my nursing care plan. It's gonna be a long night!