10/20/2026
"One of the reasons we chose you was because of your faith."
A mama said this to me during a recent consultation, and I haven't stopped thinking about it since.
Because while I talk a lot about physiologic birth, informed consent, evidence based care, and the incredible things a woman's body is capable of, there is another part of my practice that matters to me just as much.
Jesus.
I don't believe I stumbled into this work by accident. I believe the Lord called me here. I believe He placed something on my life that lets me walk alongside women through one of the most vulnerable, powerful, and sacred experiences they will ever have. And I don't take that lightly.
What you may not know is that before I ever pull into your driveway in the middle of the night, I've already been praying for you.
As I'm driving to your birth, I'm asking the Lord to cover you and your baby in His protection. To give you strength when you're weary. To give me wisdom and discernment, and to steady my hands if they're needed. To help me know when to be patient, when to encourage, and when to act.
And when you're in the thick of transition, when the contractions feel bigger than you and you look at me with tears in your eyes and tell me you can't do this anymore, sometimes I'm praying over you out loud. And sometimes I'm whispering those prayers in my heart.
Lord, give her strength for this next contraction. Remind her that she is not alone. Give her peace in the middle of this storm.
Because I believe the same God who so intricately knit that baby together in her womb sees her in every moment of bringing that baby into the world.
And then there are the moments after birth. Oh, those moments.
When the hard work is over. When a baby's first cry fills the room. When a mother reaches for the little person she's been carrying beneath her heart. When a father wipes tears from his eyes. When the room that was just full of the intensity of labor goes quiet and still.
There are times I can feel the presence of the Lord so strongly that I can hardly find the words. I have stood in bedrooms and living rooms watching families meet their babies, and felt so grateful that God would let me witness something that beautiful.
And sometimes, like in this photo, I get the incredible privilege of holding a brand new little life in my own arms for a moment (babies belong in their mamas arms!)
This sweet baby was born at home after a previous cesarean. A HBAC. A beautiful reminder that, for the right mama, with careful planning and informed decision making, vaginal birth after cesarean is absolutely possible. And what a joy it is to walk with a mother toward a birth she has hoped and prayed for.
But I want you to know something else about the way I practice.
My faith doesn't replace my clinical knowledge. It guides the way I use it. I believe God has called me to be knowledgeable, prepared, compassionate, discerning, and humble enough to recognize when a mother or baby needs more than I can give. I believe caring for women well means listening to them, respecting their decisions, and honoring the enormous trust they've placed in me.
And you don't have to share my faith to receive that care. You will always be treated with dignity, respect, and love.
But if you choose me as your midwife, I want you to know there is a woman walking beside you who isn't only thinking about your birth clinically. She's praying for you too.
Before your baby is born. During the hardest contractions. In those quiet moments when everyone else is asleep. And long after I've packed my birth bag and driven home.
I am so grateful that the Lord called me to this work. To serve mothers. To welcome babies. To witness the strength He has placed in women. And to be reminded, over and over, of the beauty of His creation.
"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well." Psalm 139:13-14
What a privilege it is to be a midwife. And what an even greater privilege to serve the One who called me here. 🤍
