She took few minutes to balance herself when he left her. Prem come near her and pull her hair band out. Her hair were open up to shoulders. All three...brought her in front of mirror. She was at front and they were behind her. Prem ordered my wife’s “Rani ab ek ek kar ke mirror mein dekhte hoye apne sare kapde utardo. My wife was front of me and the fat man sitting beside me just a thin layer of glass was separating us. Her eyes was watery because of forced drink. From back they started playing. " She does, always has." She should be proud of what she has and you should tell her that she looks lovely without so much make-up or padding." I want to say something, but don't get angry?" OK, tell me." I like them big, like yours." Shut up," I said smiling at my younger brother's confession.We continued talking about our lives and then the conversation turned to family and cousins and without thinking I blurted out that our cousin used to give me tips on how things are done and as soon as he. She helps the mother relax during labor. She massages your back, your belly, your legs all to relive the muscle tension that is the direct result of contractions during labor. She is your cheering section as you move through the stages of child birth. And some will also pay follow-up visits to see how mother and baby are doing.Shelia was my doula. My friend that suggested her said she had been an even greater help in the weeks following the birth.Shelia came by every day for the first week.. Her accent placed her as most likely an American and a most irritating one at that. She had two blokes hanging on her like some sort of symbiotic decoration complete with ardent cocks. I did my best to totally ignore the entire chaotic mess of them but they were obnoxiously determined to ruffle my feathers by sitting down almost in my lap in the darkened corner. Now I was completely surrounded by the very people I had sworn to destroy albeit I was not quite sincere in following that line of.