I am a homebirth midwife that recently moved to a new state and joined a wonderful practice that I am really enjoying. Come ride along with me as I drive from house to house reliving the miracle of life.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Just barely 10/1/09

This story will be short because I missed the birth. I got a phone call in the middle of the night and in my ear I heard the familar words, "We have a client in labor. Wake up and come join us."

Woo-hoo! I was really excited and jumped up and got dressed and was out the door in record time. I am usually really fast, but this time I was trying to break even my own record. The reason you ask? This was baby number 8 and those babies don't wait for no one!

As I'm off speeding down the road I have a gut feeling that I won't make it. She lives too far and her contractions are coming one on top of the other on top of the other. I said a quick prayer to the birth Gods for this mom that her birth would go smoothly and if it needs to be fast that it would be fast but not so fast that no one is there with her.

Next thing I know I get a txt message from the other midwife who was attending the birth and I already knew what it said. Can you guess?? Yep, you're right. "baby born".

Shit!! Oh well, I'm already half way there (45 mins), there's no turning around now. The good thing was at this point I can slow down knowing baby is born and mom is safe.

When I got to their house I was greeted by a few of their older kids and one very beautiful helpful girl who appeared to be 12 yrs old. She lead me up to her parent's bedroom and when I walked in I saw mom, baby, midwife, dad and the rest of the siblings. It was about 3am and by the looks of things you would have thought it was 3 in the afternoon. The house was so lively and buzzing with kids.

I wasn't there very long. We cleaned up, helped mom take a shower, started a load of laundry, got mom some food to eat, tucked all the kids back in bed and left quietly. As I drove home I was kind of sad that I missed the birth but I was very grateful that things went so smoothly.

The other midwife later told me that she walked in the door and ran upstairs just in time to see the mom was pushing. Less than 5 mins after she got there the baby was born. Whew! This makes me wish sometimes that we could teleport or fly to our destination.

1 comment:

  1. Dear Midwife,
    You are such a brave soul to venture out on paths unknown to help a new life into the world. I admire you so much!