I get it. The last time you set foot in a hospital was to have your tonsils out, and your teddy stepped up to be your support person. The thought of writing a birth plan triggers all sorts of…stuff. Overwhelm, confusion, issues with authority, life long phobias, past traumas, and silent stand-offs with your mother-in-law over who’ll be in the birth room. You name it, in ten years of doula-ing, I’ve heard it.
Or maybe you haven’t got your birth plan done yet for a much simpler reason – when you’re not sure how to do something, you become a chronic procrastinator. Like me.
(Whaat?! I am SO NOT in labour!? Haven’t done my birth plan! Has it been forty weeks already??)