Ok here we go!
At this stage, we are back from our travels to France, my iron levels are beginning to creep up and I’m feeling much better for it. I'm riding high on the feel good hormones, making my daily prayers, colouring in my hand drawn yantras, and I made the commitment to read things and keep company that keep my energy high. If anything at all was bothering me, I talked to my hubby about it. And I mean anything...this was my cry cry baby stage. I just let the tears flow when they needed and I did not hold back. So after wailing that my chosen doula wasn't gonna be at my birth, my hubby stepped up for the job. He says, "I'll be your doula, baby". Train me, teach me and I'll be there for you. Well with that look in his eye, I wasn't going to say, no. I had my doubts obviously because I had memories from Luna's birth when it all went to pots. We were a bit delusional and went in without any preparation. But now he was backing up his words with action. What do I need to read, what do I need to know, what do I need to do? So we got to work. I trained him just as I was, shared all I knew with him and all the work and passed onto to him the articles I read (and he asked ALOT OF QUESTIONS ABOUT EACH ONE!! It was exhausting...he was keen and it was sweet...but exhausting nonetheless!)
Anyways, I read this article about the importance of low lights during labour. Something I already knew and which people often forget and take for granted but reading it was at least something to pass onto hubby. Another was this exquisitely written article by a midwife as she say’s “I learn at the feet of the birthing women I attend”! where she explains (in detail) the holistic stages of birth. Oooo I LOVED this article. It is everything you need to know in one beautiful hit. It was amazing and I remember feeling so yummy and empowered and ready to go after reading it. So again, I passed it onto hubby.
Now along with my hubs, was going to be two more friends of mine to attend me in labour. None of them ended making it because it just didn't work out in the end. And again when I was wondering if this was the right thing to do, my super doula hubby says, we'll be ok. I don't need any help. We'll be ok baby. Again with that twinkle in his eyes...how could I argue?