Disability and Health Professions

As I read for my master’s research, I had to take a moment to reflect on something that struck a cord. My research is about the ability of the midwifery profession in Ontario to work in social justice advocacy, which involves a deep look into the inequities in the professional project. It has thus far been a lot easier to separate myself when looking into marginalized groups to which I do not feel I belong, until now. I just read a passage about disabled prospective midwives in their experiences applying to and in the midwifery education programme. 

She knits a row or makes another pot of tea.

The different perception of time affects what the midwife does. She knits another row or makes another pot of tea. She is under no pressure to intervene unnecessarily. Instead, she watches and waits.

On p. 150 of Sheila Kitzinger’s Rediscovering Birth (2011 edition).

I have been busy in the last year, or maybe even before that, thinking and often talking about midwives. There are so many things I find interesting about midwives, and yet I do not wish to be one. For my masters I am writing about the politics of getting midwives recognized and integrated into the Ontario health care system, but I do not want to write about that here.

Bûche de Noël

This year, my sister and I attempted to make a Tiramisu Yule Log for our family in France. Here’s how it went.