Packing to Leave
We are counting the hours until a taxi comes to collect us. Our bags are packed, and Tammy’s looks to be OK even as it bulges at the seams. I’m sure all my clothing will smell like the coffee beans packed under my dirty clothes when I return home Good thing I like that smell.
At the end of the training, each doula made a wish for the women of Nairobi while placing a glass heart on a tray. As we left, we each took one of the wish hearts to keep safe until next year. I shared my wish, that no woman in Nairobi will have to give birth alone, with a tear in my eye. And as Kenyan tradition requires, the women gave us gifts and sent us off “showered with flowers.”
Life will continue for the doulas of Nairobi. We are hoping that the easier access to communication will allow us to have more frequent updates from this group, and are looking forward to sharing their successes, and challenges, with you. Tammy is already planning a return trip to train even more doulas to ensure no woman in Nairobi gives birth alone.