So 16 years ago, I was in the midst of a change. I was getting divorced, had left active duty military, moved home with my family & was back in university. So different from my dear friend who was married & pregnant with her 2nd child. I just happened to be working as security at the maternity entrance of the hospital the morning her labor started. Despite having worked all night, a shot went through me & I was energized to await this precious baby. I was afraid to run home & get changed or anything. I was convinced that this baby was imminent.
Knowing what I know now, it was a rather quick labor, typical for a 2nd time mom. But for me then, it was a long one. We waited until late in the afternoon, and then, finally it was time.
I was awed by her power, the sheer feminine force she tapped into to birth this boy. I had no idea of the hormonal energy that we shared. I had never experienced anything like this in my life.
I had no idea back then what a doula was. I had no clue that only a few years later I would be happily married and bringing my own children to the world. I had no idea that I would understand what it means to have such intimate support around you as your family grows.
I am fortunate to have had this singular experience before my life played out the way it has. I feel as fortunate as I did 16 years ago to be asked to attend each and every birth. I feel just as awed every time I support a woman in her birth journey. The hormonal high never ceases to touch me to my core.
I’m not ashamed to say it. I love what I do.
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