A Wild Week, A Hard Birth & A Calling—Is It Yours?

This past week has been intense. What’s been stirring in your world?

In mine—five births in eight days, a stomach bug, and my partner landing in the hospital.

Let’s just say I’ve had my fill.

Here’s what hit me hard: even the strongest, smartest, most independent people need support. My partner? Strong. Smart. Capable. But he needed someone by his side. Not to do much—just to be there. To witness. To remind him he wasn’t alone in the uncertainty, the waiting, the fear. And yeah, he said he needed someone to cry to. (Can you imagine this guy crying—LOL, but also, wow.)

Now, here’s where it gets real.

Hospitals can be life-saving. I’m grateful they exist. But they can also be cold, chaotic, and disempowering places—especially for those giving birth.

This week I witnessed one of the hardest births I’ve ever seen. Not because of the labor itself, but because of how she was treated. The disregard, the dismissiveness, the power struggle, and even outright lies to her face. It was heartbreaking. And infuriating.

I did what I could as her doula. I held the space. I bore witness. I reminded her she was not alone. And I know, regardless of outcomes, that mattered. She will always remember that someone was there for her.

Let me say this: No one should have to do this alone.

If you’ve ever felt the pull—the deep knowing that you are meant to walk alongside birthing families, to be the steady presence in the storm—this is your sign.

The world needs more doulas.

And if that’s you? I want to help you step into it.

My next Birth Doula Training is on March 1st & 2nd.

Let me love you through becoming a doula. Let me help you build the skills, the confidence, and the fire to make sure no one births alone.

And if you know someone who has felt this call, send them my way.

We rise together. Always.

Sending love,

Geneva