Seasons Of Birth

Autumn is one of my favourite times of year, leaves turning orange and brown and the nights drawing in. I turn to my doula bag and re pack it for the season. Out come the flip flops and vest tops and in go the woolly socks and cardigan.

I love being on call for my clients any time of year and each season has its merits.Winter involves cosy, dark births huddled round open fires or radiators sipping hot tea. Spring is like the ultimate time for fertility and birth as daffodils burst through and there's a feeling of new life everywhere. Summer means light evenings and warm morning births by beautiful orange sunrise. Which brings me back to autumn. 

I go on call in 3 weeks and I simply can't wait. One of the loveliest parts of being a doula is the wonderful anticipation that in the near future I will get that call. I will soon be part of an amazing birth, watching as another new life enters the world surrounded by power and love. 

When clients leave me feedback describing their time with me and how my services supported them i just want to gush right back at them. I absolutely fall in love with each couple i work with. I see them, I know them, I feel them. I will always be part of their birth story, entwined in the retelling of their precious bundles arrival. 

I too had a doula and the magic she brought to my daughter's home birth makes me smile with joy every time I flash back to it. I feel so lucky to have found my calling and to be enjoying this so called 'work'.