In my doula work I have witnessed 38 women become mothers.* With each birth it has been my honor to watch not only the birth of a baby, but the birth of a mother. It really is one of the most awe-inspiring things I have ever seen. And I think I've seen some cool things in my lifetime. Not much compares to birth.
This post, Mamas, is dedicated to you. The ones that have welcomed me into their birth story, that have allowed me to hold their hand and witness their vulnerability and their strength.
I see you, Mama. I watched you become one and I know the hard work you have been doing since day one. I remember your calm demeanor when I arrived to be with you. The look on your face that said "Oh I'm fine. But thank goodness you're here." The release of tension now that you had someone to hold your hand AND someone squeeze your hips, you and your husband are no longer alone. I did what I do in my work and I watched you move the way you needed. I breathed with you, I held you, I encouraged you to do what feels right. You moaned, moved, cried, laughed, asked questions, needed reassurance. It may not have seemed so at the time, but you knew what you needed to bring your baby. And you may think that you didn't do much, but I can tell you, Mama, you did it all. I followed your lead. Your strength and stamina were amazing. In tough times they say the only way out is through, you went into that tunnel and found the light on the other side. You harnessed a vulnerability that one rarely sees, turned it on it's side to be used to benefit you at that moment and YOU birthed YOUR baby.
Be it a cesarean birth or a vaginal birth, you birthed this tiny human, that you created and kept safe for months. You also became a mother. In an instant. Two new lives now lay in front of me; one brand new taking their first breath, the other the same body with a whole new purpose and view on life. Some say that transitional moments leave marks on your body, in many, many cases of pregnancy this is so honest and true. But some other moments also leave a mark on places you can't so much as see but much more feel. You, my beautiful powerful Mama, left a mark within me. To witness life, changes you. Every birth I watch, I am changed for the better.
I became a mother and because of my journey, I became a doula. And I thank you today and ever more for allowing me to be a part of your birth journey. You are the reason I do what I do. The power within you empowers me.
And Happy Mother's Day.
Love, Your Doula
*I use the word "mother" and not the term "birthing person" because I have witnessed only cisgender women give birth. I do however, fully support the LGBTQ community and all terms associated.
Sarah: Birth doula, wife, mother, coffee and wine drinker, lover of beer, books and tattoos.