I'm a doula!

Do not read this if birthing stories gross you out or are not interesting to you.
I’m so excited to tell you about my first experience as a doula, or at least the first six births that I was able to help with.
My first client was Kenny. It was Kenny’s first birth and she was nervous. Luckily she had me to cheer her on. She was visibly bothered by the contractions at 6PM, until then she was able to go about her daily tasks. When the contractions got quite strong, we moved her to her bed. (This was a homebirth.) She tried several different positions. She was mostly quiet, but every now and then she would holler. It was then that I would work my doula magic and say all the things a mother giving birth wants to hear. The dad is not in the picture so it was just Kenny and I there. It was a bonding moment and at one point when she was extra nervous, she gave me a little lick when I scratched under her chin. Around 7PM I could see she was crowning and her bag of waters had not yet broken. After a few yelps and me starting to think something was wrong, out came a beautiful black and white baby kitten and then within the next hour and a half came five other adorable little ones. It was great fun for me and will probably be the only time I will experience a live birth. I’ll take what I can get. I’m a grandma. I’m so proud of Kenny. She was so brave and did so well.