World Doula Week has begun, and I’ve been a very busy Doula.
– Helped two moms with their special deliveries
– Had an article in the newspaper
– Attended local Mom’s groups to promote Doulas
– Volunteered at the Olds Location for Central Alberta Pregnancy Care Center
– Helped Organized more Q&A’s events in Olds, and one in Red Deer.
It’s been a really good month here for me even if the weather has been sub-par. I really wish the sun would melt all the snow. I feel like I’ve accomplished much and am blazing the right trail this time in my life. I hope it continues, And Happy World Doula Week to you from Me.
Christmas Eve, the day all the children wait for. Presents wrapped, cookies baked, gifts made and meals planned. Today we watch Christmas movies and snuggle on the couch waiting for tomorrow to arrive. Later a supper with family close and far and our Christmas is complete.
Surprisingly, I can say I’m ready for Christmas. After such a busy busy December I honestly don’t know how I did it all and have a cold (from which I lost my voice), and still feel ready and enjoy the day without rushing about. I even did a few last minute batches of fudge and cookies today. I managed to make 6 Christmas stockings, 5 teacher gifts, 2 grandma gifts, 7 arm knit scarfs, all the toy shopping and many many batches of cookies. Now to some of you this may be a normal year, but for me this was a big success. I have tried for many years to try and cut back Christmas buying with handmade gifts as I do have many skills if only I have the time. Well this year I MADE time and I’m very proud of what I’ve done. I think my husband is too.
But to me the real success of Christmas is sharing the spirit of Christmas with Friends and Family. The joy, laughter, giving, food and goodies and love of the season is the greatest gift of all. If you can manage to share in just a little bit of the spirit of Christmas then I think that’s the real success. We can get so caught up in the commercial part of Christmas that we forget what it’s really about. So this Christmas Eve take a moment to look around at the ones you love and share a smile, create a memory and enjoy the simple joys. Be thankful for what you have.
It’s been a very big learning year for me and this Christmas is so peaceful and pleasant, this year that is what I’m thankful for. I’ve given of myself and it fills me with peace. That is a big December success! I hope your Christmas is beautiful too, Merry Christmas everyone!
Another whole year has gone by. Wow. Happy Birthday Me. I told my Dad last night that I’m fairly certain as we get older the years go by faster. At least it seem that way. So much has happened this past year that is wonderful to celebrate. My baby boy turned 1, I attended 7 amazing births, we went on Family trips, Holidays with a friend, and at last the harvest is in the bins for another year. So much to be thankful for, much to look forward to.
But today I want to do one thing. I want to acknowledge the women who worked so hard to bring me into this world, and the man who stood by her side always as they witnessed the birth of their first born. To my Mom and Dad on this anniversary of my Birth Day, THANK YOU! And thank you for everything after that until this day. Your love, support, understanding and for being brave in trouble times. Thank you. Today it is my wish that you two know how much I love you and how thankful I am for all the hard work you did for me AND my brothers.
The days grow shorter and the leaves are beautiful colors of orange, yellow and red. The Suns warmth is fading and I know winter is coming. Yet, the vibrant colors of the changing leaves, the bountiful harvest of the field, and the gracious gathering from the garden are all reasons to rejoice and be thankful.
So why is it then that my mood doesn’t reflect the vibrant trees? Why is it I resonate more with the tired grey grass and the wilted lilies? I feel a sadness as I morn the going of summer. I think I was meant to live somewhere warm… All year…seriously. Oh dear I already miss the touch if the warm sunshine.
I shouldn’t feel bad, for today was a perfect fall day. Warm by fall standards, no wind, the leaves crunching beneath my sons feet for the first time. A smile crosses my face. And yet I feel tired, unmotivated, bored, impatient like the evergreen trees waiting for the first snow to touch their branches and show off their true beauty. Yes I feel like I am waiting for something,
My fall color isn’t red or orange or yellow, it’s blue. I guess summer means so much more to me then I thought. So I’ve decided that’s it okay for me to be sad that fall is here, to be sad to see summer go. We need to morn for loss before we can move on. And I know summer will be back if only I can get through the winter. I will hold onto that thought but I hate waiting. I am not nearly as patient as I wish I was. But for my sake and the sake of my family I have to shake this mood. Like a fall tree dropping all its leaves on the ground. Bare, stripped away and ready to start anew. Yes that is what I need to do, let it all go and see the true joy of the colors of fall. That and take my vitamin D. (There’s a lot of truth to that too) : )
Well August is flying by and as I look at my calendar I see we are on the count down till school again. Boy that was really fast! But there is still at least two weeks left of summer, and so I know me and my kids are going to soak in as much sunshine as we can. Summer Sun I’m not ready for you to fade away yet. Winter in Alberta is too long. I really hope we don’t even get snow till Christmas.
But I’m not going to worry about that for at least another two weeks, because it’s still summer, Thank Goodness.
This past weekend I stepped into a role that I never dreamed I would do, and I have never felt more honored in my life. This weekend for the first time, as a Doula, I shared in the incredible miracle of life and witnessed two beautiful babies come into this world. There is nothing more amazing than seeing the strength and courage of a women as she goes through the sacrifices and challenges of birth to bring her baby to this world. I’ve seen some really wonderful things in my life, but there truly is nothing more beautiful then watching a laboring women sleep and rest in-between her contractions. There is peace on her face that I have never seen before. I felt so extremely honored to share in such a personal and sacred moment.
If there was any doubt in my mind before about being a Doula, it has been completely blasted away. My goal as a Doula is to help empower women in their birth experience. To help them trust themselves and find their confidence. I believe I did some of that this weekend, but more than that, each time I felt like I was protector of the memory of childbirth. I was the keeper of the journey for each mother and father as they became parents, and I could help them remember and understand their own birth experience later.
I worked hard to be who and what each of those families needed, to see the need and then fill it no matter how big or small it was. I was able to provide some comfort as they went through their labors, and yes I cried with joy when I saw those babies for the first time. My heart was overjoyed as I witness a family being born for the first time and I was humbled when I was able to hold each of those precious babies. I am so thankful to those families who let me be a part of the birth of their children and I am looking forward to seeing them again as a family.
When I got home last night, I thanked my husband for his constant support, I cuddled my own little baby whom I just birthed myself a short time ago, and I kissed each of my girls goodnight. It truly is a miracle that we can give life to another, that we can create such a beautiful thing and find the courage to raise a child. I think about my own birth experience and I know that no matter what, my kids were worth everything and much much more. My heart grew bigger with love for each of my children, and now I get to witness the same thing in others. I feel very encouraged after this weekend that this is where I am meant to be, that if its meant to be it will work out and that God still has big plans for me. This could be the beginning of a truly beautiful thing.