
" When we first found out that we were having our first baby, my
husband and I knew we were in it alone. Neither of us had family that
was able to help in any way and most of them were so far away that all
we were likely to receive as support was an email or the occasional
phone call. As I began looking into our options for prenatal care, I
noticed the term "doula" came up quite a bit from many sources. What
was this mysterious "doula"? Around that same time I had read a book by
Ina May Gaskin and I had known upon finishing it that I needed support.
I needed a neutral party, a helping hand, a kind voice, a reassuring
touch. That's just what I found. I honestly don't know what initially
pulled me towards having a doula, but once I began surfing the internet
and understanding that a doula was just what we needed I was hooked.
Beth's website was the first to come up and I immediately saw that she was just what I, we, needed.
I
had to convince my husband of this however. He was certain that such
things weren't a necessity, and I don't blame him. We were tight on
money and still had a baby arsenal to purchase. Neither of us had any
idea what we got into, but hiring Beth would soon prove to be the best
money we could have spent! After meeting with Beth - and seeing how she
made me smile, laugh, giggle and feel at ease - my husband was assured.
After all, even if for nothing else a little laughter can get a woman
through!
The weeks passed and as my belly grew
so did our relationship with Beth. Our needs from her were fairly
unique as I just needed someone to talk to, someone who would read my
long winded emails or chat with me about anything and tell me I'm not
crazy for peeing my pants or wanting to kill my husband because he wore
the cologne...that I bought him. Beth made me feel a sense of security,
safety and comfort. In turn, my husband relaxed about many things and
whenever I was anxious or unsure I fired off an email to Beth and we
went to bed knowing that something was going to be done about it.
When
I went into labour we called Beth almost immediately. It was 3 am and
we were clueless, everything the prenatal class had taught us went out
the window and we just sat there anticipating Beth's arrival at our
house so that we could figure out what to do. When she came I heard
an audible sigh of relief from my husband and from within myself too.
From the moment that she got there her voice was a beacon of pleasure,
a true sign that everything was going to be okay. We could do it! The
hours passed during my long labour and Beth coached me through with
ease. Her ability to suggest solutions, ideas and keep Ryan informed
was fantastic. I was relaxed, happy and even laughing occasionally.
When I discovered the pleasures of sitting in the shower, Beth hopped
right in and massaged me, coached me through and coaxed the tension out
of my body with her reassurance.
We ended up
driving to the hospital shortly after - a trip we'd make twice due to
an inattentive midwife changing her mind - all the while Beth kept
holding my hand, talking to me and keeping me sane. Bump after terrible
bump. As my labour progressed it was clear that my birth plan was out
the window. My long labour wasn't progressing and my attending midwife
was clearly making a series of bad judgment calls. During such a
difficult time, Beth kept strong and translated the influx of
information we were receiving. Even in the sleepiness of a long day
gone by her words wrapped around me like a warm hug. I knew I was okay.
I'm convinced entirely that without her support my husband would have
gone mad, and I would have ended up with a c-section. We welcomed our
beautiful baby girl into the world that day with her by our side, I'm
proud to say it.
I'll never be able to judge
the value of Beth beyond what I can comprehend, but I now consider her
a lovely friend and great woman. I can only hope that other mothers and
babies are blessed to have her in their life too.
Thank you Beth. We love you. "
- Memie, Ryan and Annabelle Jean (May 31, 2009)