This is the moment where the definition of holding space feels literal. 

As a doula, I am there for so many moments of prep, labor, gloving up to wipe someone’s bum if they need it, etc.

These are active moments. 

I get to actively participate. 

But then there are times like these. 

The moments where, as a Doula, I am here to hold space. 

In an empty room, that may have been a little chaotic shortly before, but is now quiet and empty. 

I’ll take a few minutes to pick up, arrange anything out of order, make sure that the room is ready to return to. 

But then I just hold space. 

Waiting for the return of a new family who I walked through prep classes, late night questions and concerns, laboring with them most of the time running on caffeine and protein bars. 

No longer a pregnant person, now a parent! 

Thinking about all of the things that might be happening in the OR. 

And I will be here with everything I have, holding space.