The first day of preschool is coming up, and this mom is more than a little apprehensive.
Memoirs of a Doula: Directions of a Doula
When I began 10 years ago — almost anytime I told someone what I did — I received a blank stare, and a “you’re a what?”
Memoirs of a Doula: Fly, Little Bird … Just Not Too Far
When her little boy grows up and graduates high school, his mother celebrates — and mourns.
Memoirs of a Doula: A Circle of Power
With the approach of Mother’s Day, I am cognizant of what this day encompasses. We are historically connected by our mothering skills … it makes total sense that those skills are immeasurable in birth.
Memoirs of a Doula: A Gentle Postpartum
I still remember my mom driving away as I watched from my front door, holding my newborn, crying and thinking “are you CRAZY for leaving me with THIS?!?!”