I have had three children. I started my journey with a regular-old “hospital birth” with no intentions of a natural birth. With each birth since, I have strived to be a bit more natural. With my first two, there were a few things standing in my way of a natural birth:
- My inability to be: fully informed about all of the potential medical decisions I need to make.
- The endurance and encouragement to push through a painful labor.
- An understanding of the overall labor process and what stage I was currently in.
- I didn’t have enough support. My husband was deployed with my second and I felt I was left to answer questions and make decisions alone.
So I realized, when in a ton of pain and totally overwhelmed with the act of GIVING BIRTH, I could use a helper. Unwavering supporter. A natural-minded woman who is willing to help me with one of the most important moments (or 26 hours, but who is counting) of my life.
I needed someone. I needed, a servant.
A doula serves a pregnant and laboring mama (and her husband) by giving emotional, physical, educational and spiritual support. (source)
You may be thinking, like I did, “I don’t need a servant, my husband is so helpful!”
So is mine. And he still was, even with a doula present! You see, with my firstborn, we labored for a really LONG time. Neither of us really knew what was going on or what to expect. We didn’t know the benefits of massage, breathing, positioning, birth ball, etc. We just endured.
For a long time!
I didn’t worry about it at the time (hello, I was laboring…for 26 hours. I had only three things on my mind: me, myself and I!), so sorry, back to what I was saying. I didn’t worry about it at the time, but looking back I realize my husband was laboring right there with me. He was trying to stay up beat, encouraging, helpful, watchful. But he was tired. And anxious, and maybe a little nervous for the “big arrival.”
Guess what, a doula helps with that! With my third delivery my husband was able to have support too. My doula was able to massage and help me with relaxation while my husband talked to me and provided moral support. If he or I needed something, one of them could get it while the other one took care of me so I wasn’t left by myself.
To sum it up, by having a doula, all of my wants and needs were taken care of and nobody was run into the ground. I had a team.
You wonder why we chose a doula?
A team. Love, support, encouragement, prayers (my Doula is a Christian), help, understanding, relaxation, and excitement. And what’s more, I had an extra person so scream and yell at! People, I truly believe that helps me. I am a screamer. But hey, it gets the baby out faster, right?
Tomorrow I will share the birth story of my third child and you will see exactly how my doula helped us!