Call The Midwife Novels & Stories

“I have some news I need to share with you.” “What is it?” she asked. He could hear the rustle of fabric and the clink of ceramic on the other end; she was never one to sit idle, even during a phone call. She was a woman of constant motion. He wished he had her undivided focus, but he was fairly certain he was about to command it in a matter of seconds. Kol took a jagged, bracing breath, anchoring himself. “I’m expecting,” he said, the confession tumbling out in a single, rushed exhale.

“So now, cchannel all your wolf energy and give me one last push. If it’s hard enough, it would be the last.” Wait. There is more? “Can you hear me?” the midwife asks. With her eyes still on me, she gives a weak nod. “Can you do it?” Her face scrunches and she closes her eyes as she shakes her head. Then I hear laughter. The midwife and the other three women have their teeth in full display in loud laughter. Is this funny? Because I don’t get the joke. “You will do it.” My voice comes out, authoritative. The room goes still. The laughter stops. The woman’s eyes returns on me.

With my chest heaving, I mumbled but she shook her head. "You're stronger than this... please, for the sake of your child.." "Ahhhh!!!" Gripping the foam, I screamed once again as I tried to push. My baby doesn't deserve to be born here.. This isn't a home… "I can see the head. You're doing well.. Come on!" The midwife encouraged me, so I took a few deep breaths, groaning and pushing with all of my effort. Suddenly, a maid raced in, her gaze flickering between us.

"Someone call the cops!" The midwife's face went white. "You... you can't..." "I can't what?" I smiled, a cold, sharp smile. "You barge into my home, humiliate me in front of everyone, and you expect me to just take it?" I looked around at the neighbors, at their faces hungry for gossip. "Ladies and gentlemen, does a normal midwife run around the streets holding a stranger's baby, calling them out by name?" The crowd started murmuring.

He should have been here, but he wasn’t, and gods help me, I hated that. As night crept in, and the pain showed no mercy, one of the midwives spoke gently to my uncle. “She’s getting weak,” she said softly. “Why don’t we try the old ways?” Old ways? What old ways? I wanted to protest, to ask questions, to make it clear I wasn’t interested in anything superstitious or ancient. But the words never made it past my lips, my voice was buried beneath the pain. Without waiting for my response, they moved quickly.

The line goes dead. Luke gives her a weird look. "Huh he never hangs up like that's weird." There is a knock at the front door just as Sara screams from the pain. "I just gunna go grab that" He leaves the room coming back just moments later with a rather old woman with a bag she starts giving orders to Luke. "I need water in a bowl and towels and some hand towels as well. Also some ice for her to munch on we don't know how long this will take. Hello dear I am Drew and I am well basically a midwife, your husband has sent for me to help you with the birth!" "OK well let's get this show on the road then let me see how far you are and she lifts her dress, oh my I can see the head we need to star

I say, running some warm water in the bathtub and taking my tux jacket off, leaving my white shirt on. I call the midwife and as soon as it starts ringing, she comes into the room with all her materials. "I'm here." she says, sitting her things down. "It's about time, Mia. She said she's feeling the urge to push, so let's get on with this." I say, getting her in the bathtub.

They had planned that when she will be having their child, he will be beside her, holding her hands and saying soothing words to her, encouraging her. But no! That was all a daydream. She was driven by circumstances and he was snatched away from her. The mid wife stood up and exited the room. The lady was fiddling with the hem of her top in anxiety. She turned around as soon as she heard the door creak open. "How's she? How's the child? Are.. they fine?" She bombarded her with lots of questions. "Elder Witch Simone." The midwife cut her off. "The baby and Elder Witch Eleanora are quite fine. There's no cause for worry." The midwife soothed her with her words. Simone heaved a sigh of relief.

Skylar replied. "Would you be okay if a midwife delivers your baby?" The Queen asked me. I had no idea what a midwife was. Kylee went over a lot of things, but there was only so much about humans that I could remember. And I wasn't even sure if the midwife was a pack thing or a human thing, so I kept quiet." "Will there be a problem if the midwife does it?" Maya asked. "I don't think they have much experience. No one gets their help unless in extreme situations like this."

Freya whispered as she held onto her hand, “ you can do it, Mel” “ I’m so tired, I’m tired” “ breathe with me, just one more, one more!” Freya called Melissa as he nodded and held on tight to Freya’s hand “ one…two…push!” And she did, she pushed with all her might as there was a taking silence after her scream of childbirth,? “ the baby is out!” The midwife shouted Freya’s sighed in relief as her hands came to clean the tears and sweat from her friend’s face Melissa's eyes were on the midwife who held on to the bay and with two taps to the butt there was a piercing cry of new life,