08/19/2026
Aug 19th marks 4 years since I walked into my first birth as a doula.
And honestly…what the f**k. 😂
4 years of birth rooms, hospital bags, birth balls, acupressure tools, rushing out the door, sleeping with my phone under my pillow, wondering if this is THE call, and spending an unreasonable amount of time on-call.
The on-call period remains my nemesis.
Inductions are a close second. 😂
Somewhere in all of that, I became a doula.
I’ve learned how much work it can take to have an unmedicated birth in a hospital. I’ve learned to recognize patterns, trust my intuition, advocate hard, stay present.
I deeply believe in physiological birth. But my job isn’t to make a particular outcome happen.
My job is to show up.
To care deeply.
To help people stay connected to themselves.
To bring my whole toolbox.
And to hold space for whatever unfolds.
I care A LOT. Learning not to carry every birth home with me has been part of becoming a doula too.
What makes me proud isn’t really the number of births.
It’s the relationships. Being trusted into these wildly intimate moments. The parents who still message me years later. The families who find me through other families.
Lately, I’ve found myself calling in more midwifery-assisted births. More spaces where I get to work alongside folks who share that deep trust in the physiology of birth.
A little more balance. A little less hospital adrenaline. 😂
Mika was the doula who supported and backed me through my very first birth. I later had the privilege of supporting many of her former clients. She is still a thread in this world for me, and in the doula I’ve become.
And then there’s baby doula Alex, walking into that first birth in August 2022.
I wish I could sit beside her for a minute and say:
Look how far you’ve come.
People across this city know you. They seek you out.
You kept the promise you made to yourself:
Stay authentic.
Keep learning.
Keep showing up.
Keep doing your best.
Four years in, I’m still here.
Still incredibly grateful that this is my work.
In awe of all the families and parents I am lucky enough to walk alongside.
Somehow, this little community I’ve built is bigger than I ever imagined.
