I caught another baby at three this morning, and later that same shift I held a mother through a loss no one should carry. I've done both more times than I can count. I love this work down to my bones, but the reserves it quietly asks of me are running low, and I don't always know how to fill them back up.
More people experience this than they realize.
Years of holding families through birth and loss have run down the reserves the work quietly demands.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.