My latest adventure is a book called AUSSIE MIDWIVES, it comes out at the end of March, and it's different because it's real. (Though to me, all my characters are real :)
A Fiona McArthur Non-Fiction anthology of 19 midwives stories, collated from the midwives themselves, from all over Australia.
A lot of the midwives I've met through weekends where we all get down and push to improve and put ourselves out there to make maternity a safer place for women and babies. After more than 25 of those weekends you get to admire people and boy do I admire these women.
The gorgeous cover girl and the only male midwife, are from my own hospital. It's rural, quiet, and dealing mostly with low risk women and babies - and the occasional high excitement.
Even the baby Broni is holding on the cover, Theo, is the son of one of our theatre nurses, and the photographer is local. So cool to be parochial.
I love being a midwife, and can't imagine a time when I'm not going back to work at least a couple of days a week. I'd miss my colleagues, miss the camaraderie, the genuine caring and the excitement of being part of new babies arriving at all hours.
These happy people are part of our team, 14 midwives, two of our three GP/Ob's and a GP/Anaesthetist, plus our Registrar. All happy to be spending time together and loving the job that we do and the families we care for. And of course the babies. Just thought I'd share that background to the book.
And down the bottom, that's me with my youngest grandson, Braxton. He did not like Nanny bathing him.