Doulas of Bangkok

09/04/2024

Class dates and registration forms are up for the rest of the year. For more information, please go to www.doularasee.com/classes (link in bio).

29/07/2023

We are back on August 18! I hope to see you there.

05/07/2023

Midwife Emma McNerlin will be teaching a "Birth Partner Preparation" class this Sunday, July 9, from 9 am to 11 am at Bumpsy Daisy. This is a practical session that prepares partners to support labor and birth. You'll have the chance to practice massage and rebozo techniques and partners will learn about all the ways they can support the birthing person physically, emotionally, and logistically. Sign up here: https://forms.gle/dSYzoXmU6R4djEPf6

21/05/2023

In collaboration with midwife Emma McNerlin of Bumpsy Daisy, I am pleased to offer four classes each month to help you prepare for the arrival of your baby. All classes are held at Bumpsy Daisy. Pa…

17/01/2023

29/12/2022

29/12/2022

I have a few more spots available for my childbirth education classes in January. The weekend will prepare you for giving birth in Thailand, with plenty of opportunities to ask questions. My classes are best taken in the third trimester and partners are encouraged to attend.

To register, please go to www.doularasee.com/classes

22/12/2022

I won’t always be your everything
But for you, I would do anything.

I’ll climb the highest mountain
If you were on the other side
But for now I’ll lay here with you
For another sleepless night.

I’ll be your music maker
Right from the very start
The one who sings your language
Who knows you off by heart.

I’ll be your open book
We will write in it together
With pages left unnumbered
So our story lasts forever.

For you I can be magic
Though your spell on me is best
How you can be right there
And the drum beat in my chest.

I’ll always be your strength
When I’m tired more than ever
I‘ll stare at you for hours
Like my eyes are finding treasure.

I’ll be your address
Even when you’re old and grown
I’ll hold on to your worries
As if they were my own.

For you I’d walk through fire
A pain I won’t forget
I’ve done it once before
The moment that we met.

I promise I’ll stop rushing
For you I’ll change my pace
Nothing will be perfect
But your ever changing face.

I’ll be the one who loves you
As far as the eye can see
I’ll try and teach you what I know
But it’s you that will teach me.

For you I’ll be the stars
For you I’ll be the moon
But mostly I’ll be me
Like I was handpicked for you.

I won’t always get it right
I won’t always be your everything
But I’ll always be your mum
And for you, I would do anything.

🤍
Jess Urlichs, Writer

Words from ‘My After All’ poetry book: https://linktr.ee/JESSURLICHS

01/12/2022

27/09/2022

My friend messaged me after I had a baby, “how are you?” her message read.

I responded,

“It’s harder than I thought, some moments I’m swept up in the beauty of motherhood, others I’m dragging myself around in a coffee-stained dressing gown with unwashed hair. I know people say to take some time out for me, but in this season of being so needed I don’t know how.

I’m more tired than I ever imagined, though I could trace their tiny features for hours, I could watch the way a sneeze crinkles their eyes and takes them by surprise.
But I also feel a little lost at times, yet they are a seed in my bones, and I have never been more found.
Some days I sit in shadows and other’s the light fills me up inside and together we grow and grow.

My body aches, from birth, for the girl I once was, for sleep, for their scent. The shower feels like a break, though I always feel hurried.
Makes no sense, does it?
Some days I feel as if I’m not achieving much and yet I am rushed off my feet. Years can pass through these four walls in mere minutes.

My mind is all over the place, I want to press pause and yet I am already in awe of who they’re becoming. We’re still figuring this whole thing out together, and yet it’s like I’ve known them forever. I feel a new type of wholeness, of being complete, but some days I just feel empty,
does this make any sense?

I’d love some time alone, but I am entangled in them, and yet that’s how I want it. My heart would be fumbling around in the dark without them. That’s another thing I wanted to tell you.. I’ve never thought with my heart so much, I’ve never seen so much with it either.

I’m not ready to have visitors just yet, but I miss you, I really do.

Thanks for checking in.”

But I didn’t.

Instead, I told her we were great, my baby was simply a dream, and that we couldn’t wait to see her.

Then I hit send.

Words: Jess Urlichs, Writer for The Atlas of Motherhood
Art: Amanda Oleander Art