I am NOT a Midwife

The room is sticky with heat, silent sweat drips down my back making a puddle of the waistband of my scrubs. I let go of a breath I didn’t realize I was holding and shift awkwardly from leaning on one knee to the next. The sun streaks through the window, and stale air lightly blows … More I am NOT a Midwife

How Could I?

“Christopher Columbus had to get lost in order to find the United States…did he not?” Someone honked loudly from behind us, reminding me of how strange this profound moment was. A scooter zipped by, inches from our shuttle. Beside me sat Michael, a Catholic Priest. Around me…Manila in her full glory. The buildings looked tired … More How Could I?

Why Not Me…?

A major life event, little did I realize, occurred when I was 6 years old. I told my Mom that I wanted to work with Mummies and their babies. Not to mention my favourite thing to do was to swaddle my baby doll, Baby Lisa, and carry her around everywhere. Something my Mom spoke over … More Why Not Me…?

Oh To Be A Doula!

I thought writing about some of the things that I have experienced this year and so on would be a fun thing to attempt, and a great way for those who are actually interested to hear some real, deep, honest thoughts. dou·la noun a woman who is trained to assist another woman during childbirth and … More Oh To Be A Doula!