The Award Acceptance Speech.
I received an award a few years back. I don’t talk about it much as I’m not one to gloat.. I was very humbled by the occasion and wanted to share my acceptance speech with you.
Here it is…
Thank you, thank you very much.
I’m humbled to be here, on this stage amongst you all. It’s been a long journey, almost a year and prior to that a lot of planning. Many said it couldn’t be done, many scoffed at the idea of this but I knew it would happen. I never doubted it could happen despite all those who thought that Micko and I had given up.
But it also could not have happened without a few maestros in the performance. You guys are the ones that bought it all together, made it happen.
Firstly the midwife. Maureen, you were amazing. You knew what had to be done, you saw the bigger picture despite my plan you knew what would work best. You guided me, held my hand through those moments of doubt and stuck with me despite us going over production time and possibly the whole budget. You calmed Micko and provided me with endless gas which made me really, really happy.
Your assistant and newbie Erin…Oh Erin.. A child herself. .. It was her first experience in the industry and I don’t know if she’ll be back but…..
She was tough and showed courage even when I screamed louder than Tarzan being eaten by coyotes and pushed her away with the force a category five hurricane when she offered me ‘ice to make things nice.’
The doctors… Yes I say plural because this baby did not want to come out and by end there were over 15 of you at the show because it was change of shift and each of you had gold pass lanyards around your necks that allowed access all areas.
To the older lady who joined the crew toward the end of the production and tried to takeover… You just didn’t have the vision we shared the 24 hours prior.
It was to be a spiritual event, one of survival not one emulating a western… I wasn’t calving. I was delivering a human and doing so in a birthing suite not a paddock…I want you to understand that although you’ve probably done this a billion times, it was my one and only time so you were wrong to mess with me after three days of pain with no sleep and 40 years waiting for this child.
Complications and a roster change did not stop me doing it my way… the show will and did go on despite you.
To Micko, my partner, my inspiration. You knocked me up, put me here… You thought you could deliver this baby yourself. You tried to shake him out. Once again Maureen for telling him that it’s not possible to do so.
Micko. You yelled at our unborn child to “help your mother and get out of there already!”
Thanks again Maureen for telling him that yelling at a baby in the womb has not been proven to help in any medical journal or in the history of childbirth.
Micko, you really were and are lovely. You were there, you wanted to be there.
Thank you for hosing me down like a driveway back in the day before there were water restrictions. You gave me lip gloss, took phone calls, pushed me to walk around the hospital to help ‘speed up the process’.
You spurred me on like Michelle Bridges to climb the stairs despite my objections. “We’ll get that baby out!” You ranted even though you had no idea the f$%# pain I was in but you were there, with me and I know you would have swapped places in a heartbeat if you could.
Whew. Finally, as I hold this golden award here in my arms I thank the Academy…. I mean… I thank whatever higher being be it God or the Aliens for this child, this baby in his perfect form. He will take pride in my heart; remind me of all that is good in the world.
And to all those mums who have gone through the journey of the miracle of a baby; the wait, the anxiety the survival of it all and the ultimate reward. Who gives a racoon if you delivered naturally, c-section, had an epidural, done it naturally, adopted or had a surrogate?
Who freaking cares if you breast feed or use formula? It does not blooming matter because you guys rock….. I never knew how much until now.
Insert applause here… plus a standing ovation.
Holding award above head like Simba..
Exit holding award firmly and don’t trip on gown.
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