Thanks Dr Seuss. (Always did like his books.)
I have a great belief in fate. I believe you are meant to meet the people need to meet at exactly the right moments. Why? I hear you ask.
Today, Little Miss and I, went to costco. I usually try to avoid the place as I get a bit overwhelmed and confused. Anyway, as I was trying to find a car park, I passed another car with the number plate “doula”. I decided I would head over to this car and leave a note under the wipers with my card as for the last couple of weeks I’ve been on the look out for doulas*. (No I’m not pregnant. My clients are.) By the time I got a park, got little miss out and walked over to the doula car, the driver was loading up her shopping. EVEN BETTER! I introduced myself and asked her about her business and her details. I briefly told her why I needed doula services and she told me she was one of the original doulas in Australia and her network was fairly vast. Yay.
After we’d left and headed to the gigantic lift with the jumbo sized trolley, we found a pregnant mummy in the lift with us. I asked when she was due and how her back was given she also had a toddler. Painful. When I gave her my card, it turns out she lives in the next suburb. See, right person, right time.
So, into the massive warehouse we went. Little Miss wanted everything and became very tired and grumpy. We eventually left with the standard bulk load of loo paper and a few other essentials and Little Miss fell asleep on the way home.
Now to make myself a cuppa and eat one of the biscuits I purchased.
*What’s a doula? A doula is a non-medical birth attendant who supports the mother through labour and new motherhood.