I am now officially a pregnant lady who makes grunting noises while putting on her snow boots! The belly is large and in charge and there is no mistaking that I am carrying a growing human. Aaron has a rule that he never ever makes a comment to a pregnant woman about her pregnancy even if its blatantly obvious because “you never know”! At this stage I am often approached by complete strangers who want to know “when are you due” or “do you know what your having” or “I can tell by the way you’re carrying that its a boy” or the classic tummy rub. I don’t mind the attention. I find it endearing when older men like my dad’s age want to talk about babies… you can tell they are grandpas or soon to be grandpas and are truly fascinated by the joy a new life brings to the world.
The short answer, Hell yes. My experience giving birth was significantly enhanced by having a doula by my side. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the term- the word “doula” comes from the ancient Greek meaning “a woman who serves” and is now used to refer to a trained and experienced professional who provides continuous physical, emotional and informational support to the mother before, during and just after birth.