Awakening Traditions Birthwork Services

11/24/2025

I don’t talk about this often, but it shaped everything about the way I practice today.

In my early years of birth work, we were hazed.
Overworked.
Exhausted.
Told that the level of sacrifice determined whether we were “worthy” of this path.

And that’s how… during a finals week of college, after staying up all night studying, taking a final, heading into another birth, being awake for nearly 48 hours and driving home on fumes to go sit for another final… I fell asleep at the wheel and flipped my car six times.

Six.
Times.

I survived, but that moment became my awakening:
Your life is not the offering. Your exhaustion is not your rite of passage.

Yes, birth work requires devotion.
Yes, we show up at odd hours, in storms, in traffic, in intensity.
But sleep deprivation is not part of the calling.

This is for every doula, midwife, student, apprentice, birth worker reading this:

Speak to your clients.
If you need an hour or two to sleep before continuing care, honor that.

Normalize rest as a safety measure.
You cannot support someone else’s life if you’re risking your own.

Stop upholding the old paradigm.
The “push through it” culture is harmful, outdated, and unnecessary.

Being committed is beautiful.
Being devoted is sacred.
Being reckless with your health is not required, ever.

Let my story be a reminder:
Don’t let this be you. Rest. Restore. And protect yourself while you protect others.

11/14/2025

11/10/2025

Please stop with the fear mongering.
Not every woman who works with plants is casting spells in the dark.
Some of us are simply remembering what our grandmothers never stopped knowing.

The body speaks.
The earth speaks.
The womb speaks.
None of this is new. None of this is dangerous.
It’s only dangerous to a world that forgot how to listen.

Yes, there are people who twist power.
There always have been.
But the medicine I carry is not for harm.
It’s for continuation.
For breath.
For the babies who come through the veil.
For the mothers who are held as they cross thresholds.
For the lineage that refuses to fade.

This work is not aesthetic.
It is not a trend.
It is inheritance.

If you don’t understand it yet, that’s ok.
Just don’t label what you fear.
Some of us are here to restore what was almost lost.