Welcome to the Baby Group
The meeting was being held in the back room of our local church. When I finally found the door, I pushed it open and saw a room full of strangers sat in a circle staring at me.
“Hi,” I said, cringing inwardly as I realised I was interrupting the introduction. “Sorry I’m late. I’m Aisha.”
There was an intense silence as I made my way into the room. Luckily the jolly woman who had been talking didn’t seem fazed.
‘We’ve been researching a Balinese ritual involving burying the placenta in a special cemetery following the birth’
“Hello Aisha!” she said warmly. “Welcome. I’m Maggie, I’m a doula and your group leader. Take a seat here.” She indicated a chair opposite hers. “I was just about to ask the mummies to tell us how far along they are and where they’re having their lovely babies. You can kick things off if you like? Feel free to tell us the sex, if you know – only if you want to. No one has to discuss
