Two years later, in 1991, I answered an ad that called for help taking care of new mothers. I had been searching for a job with meaning and purpose. Who knew that someone could be paid to mother another mother? That was the moment my life changed again forever. This was the beginning of my career as a postpartum doula, which led me to be a postpartum doula trainer.
The second time I gave birth, in 1997, I was at home surrounded by my 2nd husband, Steven, my Mom, son Matthew, two midwives, and two student midwives. This birth was a real test of faith, stamina, personal power, surrender, acceptance, and trust. Sound familiar? All the same stuff, yet a different time, different place, different circumstances, and environment. I knew so much more about birth because in between I had become a postpartum doula. I had loving support and felt confident in my ability to give birth. And I trusted the process totally. Also, in the course of my postpartum doulaing, I had heard so many birth horror stories (hospital), that I was afraid of going to any hospital.
I consider myself a pioneer and a visionary; going where no one has gone before. I am not afraid to take risks and speak my truth. At the same time, I am passionate about serving others and making a difference in the world.