Breath of Fresh Air

On my way to work for the late shift on delivery suite on Monday. Extremely pissed off at the world and wondering when my life was going to take an upturn (so a cheery sort of mood I was in just in case you hadn't guessed already).
As I arrived on the delivery suite, ten minutes late I hasten to add, there she stood; like a breath of fresh air, she is keen, enthusiastic, motivated, passionate no less......the student midwife and a third year to boot. Get in! She is 22, has flawless skin and not an ounce of fat on her. Despite all this I still like her.She has the dads at all sixes and sevens and the letchy consultant obstetrician thinks all his birthdays have come at once.
This cheered me up immensely. I really enjoy mentoring student midwives. I teach them the ideal and it re - ignites my own passion, makes me remember what it is all about. This particular student is a darling, I mentored her in her first year when she was timid, lacking in confidence and seemed so bloody young. Now she is a confident, knowledgeable go getting practitioner of midwifery. I am trying my best to get her to take the lead but I find it so difficult. Partly because I don't know when to shut up and partly because I am a bit of a control freak.
It helps that she has worked with me before though, she knows how I work and it is nice to see that she adapted some of my more positive traits into her own practice. Such as writing a plan every time anything changes, my systematic way of recording events and I am thankful that she turns the lights down low and creates an atmosphere of calm and serenity so that the woman may labour feeling safe and secure.
I think the third year student midwife whom I shall refer to as twin 1 on account that her identical twin sister, twin 2 is also a student midwife on delivery suite at the moment, will do very well. She will be a credit to midwifery. I just hope she doesn't become burnt out and fed up like her old mentor. No doubt she will.