In the Waiting Doula Services LLC

In the Waiting Doula Services LLC Bakersfield Doula, Childbirth Educator Educator, Certified Birth Worker, VBAC Certified Educator Stillbirth Support.

Cofounder of THREE MOONS DOULA COLLECTIVE (Doula Trainer) Kern County 1st Medi-Cal Doula Provider!

Undone and loved 🤍Mama kept me informed throughout the day. On 06/04/2026 at 10:59 AM she messaged and shared that she n...
06/06/2026

Undone and loved 🤍

Mama kept me informed throughout the day. On 06/04/2026 at 10:59 AM she messaged and shared that she noticed some bloody show. Later she saw an egret and took it as a sign that baby was coming.

The waves began to build—consistent but not yet calling me in. I thanked her for the heads up and started reaching out to my Friday clients to prepare for possible reschedules if birth unfolded overnight.

We checked in throughout the day. She asked if we could use smudging sage during her birth. My answer—absolutely.

Just before midnight she sent me the contraction timer.

Then boom—not even 10 minutes later her husband called:
“Her water broke.”

I said, “I’m on my way.”

No time to process. No scrubs. No polished version of me. Just grabbed relaxed clothes and got there in 15 minutes.

I held her.
Supported her.
Squeezed her hips.
Stayed close.

At one point she said out loud,
“I can’t do this.” Our reply is yes you can!

But baby girl’s head was already appearing.

And she did it.

At 2:36 AM, with the loving assistance of her midwife and birth team, baby girl arrived earthside.

Her birth felt sacred. It welcomed not only a new baby, but a new version of herself.

There is something so beautiful about birth—the unraveling, the power, the becoming.

Thank you, Villavicencio familia, for allowing me to witness, support, and hold space in such a tender moment of your story. I am beyond proud of you. 🤍

Undone and deeply loved.

If I could tell my thirteen-year-old self anything, I think I would tell her:You were right to feel drawn to birth.But n...
06/02/2026

If I could tell my thirteen-year-old self anything, I think I would tell her:

You were right to feel drawn to birth.

But not because you understood it.

You were drawn to life.

You kept saying, “I can’t wait to be a mother,” not knowing that motherhood would arrive in many forms.

Through supporting mothers.
Through loving children that were never yours to keep.
Through community.
Through grief.
Through becoming a safe place.

You did not know there would be loss.
You did not know there would be seasons where you gave too much of yourself away hoping to be chosen, loved, understood.

You did not know that one day you would learn:
people earn access to your softness.

That loving deeply does not require abandoning yourself.

That discernment is not hardness.

And maybe this is what this season is.

Not pouring.

Hydrating.

Returning to the river.
Touching what is living.
Learning that life force was never outside of you.

The flowers teach us this.

They bloom in darkness—
but they also need water.

This season, I choose to nourish what has been carrying everyone else.

I choose to drink, too.

Unexpected C-SectionSometimes birth takes a turn no one planned for.For some families, an unexpected cesarean becomes ne...
06/01/2026

Unexpected C-Section

Sometimes birth takes a turn no one planned for.

For some families, an unexpected cesarean becomes necessary because of an emergency such as severe preeclampsia, concerns about a baby’s well-being, placental complications, stalled labor, or other situations where quick decisions must be made to protect the health of mother, baby, or both.

A cesarean birth is still birth.

You did not fail.

You adapted. You made decisions in real time. You moved through fear, uncertainty, and strength all at once.

It’s okay to hold space for both:
✨ The birth you hoped for.
✨ The birth that brought your baby safely into your arms.

Your scar tells a story of courage.
Your body did incredible work.
Your feelings are valid.

You are still the author of your birth story.

Different plan. Same love. Same mother. Same baby.

🚨 What is Preeclampsia? 🚨Preeclampsia is a serious pregnancy condition that usually develops after 20 weeks of pregnancy...
05/31/2026

🚨 What is Preeclampsia? 🚨

Preeclampsia is a serious pregnancy condition that usually develops after 20 weeks of pregnancy and is characterized by high blood pressure and signs that organs such as the kidneys or liver may be under stress.

⚠️ Symptoms may include:
• Severe headaches
• Changes in vision (blurred vision, spots, flashing lights)
• Swelling of the face or hands
• Pain under the ribs or in the upper abdomen
• Sudden weight gain
• Shortness of breath
• High blood pressure

Preeclampsia can happen to anyone, even if they have had a healthy pregnancy before. Early recognition and medical care are important for the health and safety of both parent and baby.

✨ Trust your instincts. If something feels off, contact your healthcare provider right away.

As doulas, we do not diagnose or treat medical conditions, but we can help families understand warning signs, ask questions, and access appropriate care.

❤️ Knowledge is power. Awareness saves lives.

There is a grief that comes with remembering.Not because we are lost, but because we begin to realize how much was taken...
05/27/2026

There is a grief that comes with remembering.

Not because we are lost, but because we begin to realize how much was taken, silenced, erased, or buried for survival.

Going to Ecuador awakened something in me, and then Mexico deepened it. It felt like my spirit was calling me back to myself — back to the understanding that being Indigenous is not something that disappeared simply because colonization tried to rename us, reshape us, or disconnect us from our roots.

For so long, I carried this feeling of being an imposter because I have had little connection to my father’s side and because there are expectations often placed on me as a Mexican woman. People assume I speak Spanish fluently. Some ask how I “forgot” the language when I spoke it as a child. Others imply that if you do not speak Spanish, you are somehow not Mexican enough.

But what many forget is that Spanish was never the first language of our people.

I remember my husband once telling me early in our relationship that Spanish was not the original language of the people of Mexico. That stayed with me deeply. Because the truth is, our ancestors spoke many languages long before colonization arrived — languages that are now endangered, silenced, or carried by only a few remaining keepers of memory.

And something inside of me longs to return to that.
To remember the language beneath the language.

I feel pride, but I also feel sadness. Not shame — never shame — but sadness that sometimes even our own people begin measuring identity through the lens of colonization. As if language loss equals disconnection. As if survival erased belonging.

But I do not believe that.

Not speaking Spanish does not disconnect me from my ancestors. Having gaps in my lineage does not remove me from my roots. Blood remembers. Spirit remembers. The body remembers. We are still connected.

I think many of us were simply taught to forget.

And now, some of us are hearing the call to remember again.

The rebozo is not simply a piece of cloth.It is memory woven into fabric.It is lineage, care, ceremony, and community ca...
05/24/2026

The rebozo is not simply a piece of cloth.
It is memory woven into fabric.
It is lineage, care, ceremony, and community carried through generations of Indigenous and Mexican women.

For centuries, the rebozo has been used to carry babies, support laboring bodies, provide warmth, offer protection, create privacy for breastfeeding, and hold women through rites of passage. In many communities, it has also symbolized identity, region, craftsmanship, and tradition. Every weave, color, and pattern can carry meaning.

Today, many birthworkers use the rebozo within doula and midwifery spaces for comfort measures, movement, grounding, and support during pregnancy and birth. But the rebozo deserves reverence. It should never be reduced to “just a tool” or treated as a trend.

To hold a rebozo is to hold generations of wisdom in your hands.
To learn this work should come with humility, respect, permission, and acknowledgment of the communities and women who preserved these teachings long before they became popularized.

The rebozo teaches us softness.
It teaches rhythm.
It teaches listening instead of forcing.

And perhaps most importantly, it reminds us that birth work was always rooted in relationship, community, and care.

REBOZO.
Not just fabric.
Medicine.
Memory.
Lineage.

This one featured here is from Partera Doña Queta.

05/19/2026

Lately, I’ve been reflecting on the difference between being guarded and being soft.

Sometimes we learn to protect ourselves so deeply that we forget what it feels like to simply rest, trust, and receive love without fear.

Sunday, I attended a cacao ceremony, and it felt like something quietly shifted within me. Not in a dramatic way… just a gentle remembering.

It made me ask myself:
Where in my life do I feel softness?
Where do I still feel guarded?
Where have old fears, old wounds, or old patterns convinced me that staying closed off is safer than staying open?

Healing feels less like becoming someone new and more like returning to yourself with compassion.

So lately, I’ve been choosing softness where I can. Discernment too. But also grace for the parts of me still learning how to feel safe enough to open.

05/18/2026

Taylor and Christine sharing today, what a beautiful circle to be part of…thank you Creator 🫶🏽✨🤎🪶

There comes a point in life where the healing is no longer about becoming someone else… it becomes about remembering.Rem...
05/12/2026

There comes a point in life where the healing is no longer about becoming someone else… it becomes about remembering.

Remembering the parts of yourself that existed before survival mode.
Before heartbreak.
Before silence.
Before the world convinced you to disconnect from your own knowing.

I am learning that remembering comes quietly… through water, stillness, grief, softness, and the spaces where I finally allow myself to listen.

Not every transformation is loud. Some arrive like a whisper to the spirit. A gentle return back to self. Back to lineage. Back to the wisdom that was always there waiting beneath the surface. ✨

First birth for ITWDS LLC, congratulations to the amazing family! Dad did some amazing advocacy for mom’s delayed cord c...
01/16/2026

First birth for ITWDS LLC, congratulations to the amazing family! Dad did some amazing advocacy for mom’s delayed cord clamping! Straight told the doctor what’s up! I was impressed. This is my first birth of the year of 2026! Let’s go, congratulations to the family!

Address

930 Truxtun AveSuite 108
Bakersfield, CA
93301

Opening Hours

Monday 12pm - 5pm
Tuesday 5pm - 9pm
Wednesday 4pm - 9pm
Thursday 6pm - 9pm
Friday 9am - 9pm
Saturday 12pm - 2pm
Sunday 10am - 4pm

Telephone

+16613302831

Website

Alerts

Be the first to know and let us send you an email when In the Waiting Doula Services LLC posts news and promotions. Your email address will not be used for any other purpose, and you can unsubscribe at any time.

Shortcuts

Share