I am a Doula and I have been witnessing birth for about 17 years. The truth is…
I don’t love birth.
What I really love is the power and strength that women find in them selves during labor. When that power, pushes them past the words, “I can’t!” and they learn how capable they really are. THAT is my true passion and why I love my job.
I have pushed myself many times in my life and because I have, I have confidence. I trust my instincts and I believe in my abilities.
My life has not been easy. In fact, I personally know the meaning of the word struggle, I looked struggle in the eye and I made it through… virtually unscathed.
At 21 years old, Jerry and I were homeless. We lived outside… on the streets. Our only belongings were, 2 sleeping bags, 1 plastic garbage bag filled with our clothes, an acoustic guitar and an alarm clock that didn’t work without electricity.
The good news? We lived in San Diego! The weather was perfect and it never rained, not even once, while we spent that month without a roof over our heads.
Jerry got a job as a laborer for a small construction company and I got a job at the bowling alley’s snack bar.
Getting that job was one of the most challenging and strategic things I have ever done in my life. Remember… I was homeless. No address to write on the job application, no phone number to leave for the manager to contact me. So instead, I showed up every day at a different hour...Read more