Almost six years ago, I was given this print as a gift from one of the first families that invited me to be part of their birth team. It is such a beloved gift, something that reminds me of a time in my life that felt so full of possibility.
I wanted more than anything to work as a birth doula. I had no idea how that was going to happen, actually. I felt under pressure to submit my materials for certification, and I was mothering two small children. I didn't know many people in Bloomington, and in fact, I was very lonely for a community of women.
I was so fortunate to have families choose me to join them in labor; I certainly didn't have any more experience than any of the practicing doulas. I did, however, have a profound respect for the birthing process and a strong interest in learning more.
The families with whom I worked taught me how to listen and support. I am so thankful for this.
This print reminds me of these sweet babies, now almost six year olds. It also reminds me of my growth as a birth doula. I am reminded that there is always room to learn and improve. There's a beauty in admitting that.
I wanted more than anything to work as a birth doula. I had no idea how that was going to happen, actually. I felt under pressure to submit my materials for certification, and I was mothering two small children. I didn't know many people in Bloomington, and in fact, I was very lonely for a community of women.
I was so fortunate to have families choose me to join them in labor; I certainly didn't have any more experience than any of the practicing doulas. I did, however, have a profound respect for the birthing process and a strong interest in learning more.
The families with whom I worked taught me how to listen and support. I am so thankful for this.
This print reminds me of these sweet babies, now almost six year olds. It also reminds me of my growth as a birth doula. I am reminded that there is always room to learn and improve. There's a beauty in admitting that.
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