Doula Week, Birthdays and Mom

Yesterday I celebrated another birthday. This was a special one, I celebrated my first birthday as a doula and it just so happens that this week is World Doula Week.

As I reflected on the past year, all the accomplishments and all the times I was stretched and forced to grow, my mind kept drifting back to my mom.

I am the firstborn. I broke my parent’s into this gig. But it was my mom who taught me so many vital skills, many that I am using as a doula.

My mom raised us in a loving home where we felt confident to be ourselves. She taught us compassion, patience and forgiveness. She taught us to give the benefit of the doubt and look for the best in people. My mom is the most giving person I know. She thinks of others, always.

Yesterday wasn’t just my birthday, it was her birth day, too. And I couldn’t be more thankful for the mom I have.

I Did It! I Did It Naturally!

written by Kendra

I met Amy when I was in middle school and instantly connected with her. I came to spend a lot of time with Amy and her family over the years, babysitting the kids and just doing life with them. Her family became an extension of my own.

When Amy started taking her doula classes, I remember mentioning to her that whenever I got pregnant with our first baby, I’d want her to be my doula. Not long after that, we found out we were expecting! Excitedly, I let Amy know and she agreed to join our adventure into parenthood and help me through the birth process. I knew I wanted to try and have the baby naturally, but didn’t have a lot of information or knowledge about it.

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7 Health Reasons To Be Skin-To-Skin With Your Baby After Birth

Written by Heather

. . to her chest, whispering soothing words over his tiny, 2lb 3 oz frame. Doctors told her that he had died, but something unexpected happened as she prepared to say goodbye. About 5 minutes after Kate drew him close and began talking to him, Jaime moved.

Her doctor told her it was a reflex, and that Jaime was gone. Kate and her husband continued to talk to and stroke him, and a bit later he gasped for air. They sent for the doctor, who refused to come because he believed they were in denial. After two hours of skin-to-skin contact, Jaime opened his eyes.

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Originally posted April 9, 2014 on www.mommypotamus.com.