Wife. Mom. Doula. Photographer. Sister. Friend.

I think my journey into birth work began before I ever knew it had a name. Maybe it’s just who I am at my core — a nurturer, drawn to tender spaces where life begins and mothers are born.

It wasn’t until a few years after my daughter was born that I could tie a name to the work I was already doing. Long before Doula was a word I claimed, I was walking with women through motherhood.

Because that’s what women have always done.

Before credentials. Before job titles.

It was simply women caring for women.

Mothers, sisters, grandmothers, neighbors, and friends.

Offering hands-on support, wisdom, and unwavering presence through birth and the sacred stretch of postpartum.

The birth of my daughter opened my eyes to just how much the world needed women back in the birth space. Present, grounded, and genuinely caring.

And the birth of my son reshaped and refined the Doula I am today.

I began attending births in 2022, and over the last few years, I’ve learned more than any textbook ever could have taught me. Because birth itself is the greatest teacher and the women who live it are the true professionals.

I believe we are divinely designed to bring life into this world and we don’t need to be told how to do it, we simply need to be supported as we remember that we already can.

I believe in the power of prayer and the strength found in surrender. Even in the moments we question our strength, something deep within us rises and carries us through.

My role as your Doula is to hold space, support your voice, and walk with you —honoring your birth and trusting in you.

I could talk for hours about how this all began and the testimony that’s shaped it. And if we get the chance to  meet, I hope you’ll ask ♡

 Image by Ashley Blaney Photography from the birth of my son