Call The Midwife Novels & Stories

While a storm was at it's peak, and the rivers were going wild, the trees snapping and clouds were covering all the stars, deep into the forest, lost in the dark was a cabin. While from the outside it would appear to be abandoned in this night of full darkness, destiny was unraveling itself. Throw the hall, in a small room, with nothing but candlelight a baby was being born.Only thing to be heard were muffled screams and the sound of shoes stamping on the wooden floor, the woman managed to remove the rag from her mouth and cried out, "I can't do it anymore! Help me!" She pleaded with the midwife. The midwife glanced at the woman standing nearby, who simply shook her head and sat down on the

The only thing the midwives did was put a medical bracelet on Daphnie. Daphnie was experiencing more frequent contractions; I could tell she was in so much pain. Thirty minutes had passed, and there was still no sign of Quinn. "WHERE THE FUCK IS QUINN?" I yelled. Daphnie let out another shout of pain. "Sir, we need to deliver the baby," one of the midwives said; the urgency was evident in her voice. "No! No one is touching my wife!" "Adam," Daphnie practically begged. "I can't wait any longer. Just let them deliver the baby!"

Dominic agreed. Two days later he did it, left at midnight and back at four with three hundred cash looking wired. "How was it?" Maya asked. "Don't ask," Dominic said, "but we got the money." He counted two hundred and put it in an envelope. "For the midwife," he said, "call her tomorrow." Maya called the next day, the midwife's name was Alice and she'd come by that weekend. Alice showed Saturday afternoon, older lady maybe sixty with kind eyes but tough.

Something about a bridge being nearby is the only thing I can remember. Suddenly, the world swirls and I’m standing on that bridge with Kendric. “I fell off the cliff and then ended up here. This was our third life, for sure.” Kendric looks over at me with a confused expression. “Are you seeing this too?” A ticking clock sounds from somewhere nearby and I look around to see where it’s coming from. “Do you hear that?” A voice comes out of nowhere from somewhere above us. “Midnight is coming. Run while you can.”

As the pale light of dawn spread across the sky, I understood that our relationship was at its end. Her call never came. Instead, my mother-in-law called. “Sam, tomorrow is your father-in-law’s birthday. As his son-in-law, you’d better show some sincerity.” I did not respond, yet she flared up like a firecracker. “I’m speaking politely to you, so don’t push your luck! “You’re the one who made Rachel angry because you’re useless, and I’m the one who’s giving you a way out! “Bring a gift tomorrow and apologize. Don’t make me say it twice!”

“She’s that good.” The midwife lived twenty minutes from Cora’s old place, in a terraced house with a green door and a small plaque beside it that just said her first name and Independent Midwifery Practice. Wren stood outside it for a full minute before she knocked. The woman who opened the door was somewhere in her sixties. She had short hair, reading glasses pushed up on her head, the kind of direct eye contact that meant she’d seen everything and wasn’t going to pretend otherwise.

“I swear to God, Maya, he will never know. I’d rather die than let him take this child from me.” Her brows softened at that word 'child'. It felt strange on my tongue. like heavy but it's the reality... this is my child. Maya sighed and squeezed my hands. “Listen. You need someone who knows what they’re doing. My aunt is a midwife. Old-school, local, but she’s good. She can guide you, help you figure out next steps.” I stared at her through swollen eyes. “A midwife? Maya, I can’t even afford—”

"Nolan I think we are having the baby." Avery a beautiful woman who is in her early twenties said to her husband as she pants in pain, sweat dripping from her forehead. Nolan immediately called in the midwives to help in delivering the baby... In a moment a midwife in her late forties came running into the room and said. "Alpha, if you would please give us the room." Nolan left the room at the request of the midwife, he stood outside the door, pacing and pacing hoping nothing bad happens to his wife and baby.

“Al… alright, what do you want from me? How do I really be of help?” “Good. We need the midwife’s contact address or any phone number to reach her.” “I don’t have her home address, but I have a phone number with which we could reach her. Though, I don’t think it’s a good idea to call her to avoid taking premeditated steps or actions ahead of us. I would suggest we pay her an unexpected visit.” “Should we visit the hospital, then? Perhaps, we could find her there,” Sarah spoke for the first time since the conversation.

Her husband and in-laws had travelled out for some important business and she had to stay home and take care of the business at home. She immediately called Zoëlla when the contractions began. “Easy breathes." Zoëlla demonstrated as Sia followed suit. “You're doing just fine." She said to Sia who smiled painfully at her. A couple of minutes later, Zoëlla had to leave the ward as the midwife entered. “Hola Miguel." She answered her phone. “¿Cómo está Ella ahora? ¿Ha Salido el bebé? ( How is she now? Has the baby come out?) " He panicked.