Hannah Thompson – itinerant midwife
You may recall that my last post was a slightly dazed jumble of happiness and trepidation- I'd landed my dream job with my favourite charity, who had turned around and told me that I am needed in the Democratic Republic of Congo. Well, it's been several months since then and I have been busy. No,... Continue Reading →
To set the scene, as they say, I'm sat writing this outside my little house, surrounded by children and chickens. We've just had a heavy and rather unexpected shower of rain, which sent every woman (including me) running to rescue her washing- it all felt rather British. Now the world is at rest, sleeping off... Continue Reading →
Having a midwife crisis 