03/29/2026
World Doula Week during the spring equinox, the season of new beginnings, of things pushing through the earth toward light. There is something so fitting, so intentional, about celebrating birth workers at the very moment the world is being reborn.
Almost two years in, and I'm still in awe...
Grateful doesn't feel like a big enough word for what I carry when I think about the families who have let me into some of the most sacred moments of their lives. Every prenatal visit, every birth, every postpartum check-in, every late-night call and early morning FaceTime has been both a challenge and a gift.
What I've come to understand about this work is that so much of it lives in presence. Not in having the perfect words or knowing every answer, but in just being there. And being that present for others has deepened how present I want to be in my own life. That's something I didn't expect this path to give me, and it's one of the most beautiful things it has.
Every client has taught me something different and irreplaceable about what it means to bring forth life — no matter how that journey unfolded, no matter how short or how long. I have grown alongside these families. That's something they gave me by trusting me enough to support their needs.
I entered this work to serve. I had no idea how much I would be served in return.
To my doula sisters, my mentors, my family and friends who have poured into me — I see you and I honor you as well. None of this happens without community.
Here's to the families. Here's to the work. Here's to what it means to witness life 🙏🏽
