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When we tell others that we are doulas, you can imagine that we get a variety of responses. At our latest public event, we had a combination of responses including: “Oh! My friend (Blank) told me about you all! She said you were the best thing...

\When a person becomes a mother, without a doubt, it can be a beautiful (and sometimes brutal) transition that takes place. The body, mind, and heart are all completely stretched. It's all things sacred, and all things new, combined into one. With recognizing this incredible transition, we...

As a doula, when I hear the word “labor” my mind naturally goes to thinking about birth, babies, hard work, perseverance, and basically every other word that is badassery or motherhood. But surprisingly enough, that is not the Labor of Love I want to talk about...

Memorial Day has come and almost gone. We spent the day with some fun friends, Eating Laughing Some of us riding a zip line. Throughout the day, I’ve stopped to think of the fallen soldiers all over the world. For when it comes down to it, We are all human, We all bleed, We...

Mother’s Day this year was definitely non-traditional in our home. Granted, I could likely say that about every year. While some are scrambling around trying to figure out what exactly to get their Mother, my husband had already asked me what I wanted earlier in the week. As...

“My water broke. We are headed to the hospital.” The excitement fills the air, knowing the baby is on his way. My bag is packed, I’m ready. Hours go by, everyone’s doing well but things are moving slowly so I head to bed to get some...

…well let me start off by saying that’s a load of bull. Somewhere we were told that each of us should be strong. While we can naturally think of men being told not to cry, I believe and have seen how even as women we get...