Bodhi's Birth Story that gives all glory to God 🤍

I used the Christian Hypnobirthing app my whole pregnancy leading up to the birth. I would listen to it every time I nursed my daughter to sleep for a nap or bedtime and it brought me into such a sweet peace and closeness with the Lord! I also read your Faith-Filled Childbirth book, and God gave me so many revelations as I read through it!

Bodhi's birth story:

Before I share this story, I want to preface it by saying our God is so incredibly praiseworthy. There are so many details of my pregnancy and Bodhi’s birth that God perfectly intertwined and brought into such harmony. When I was 34 weeks pregnant, God gave me Psalm 29 and said to me, “Give all the glory to me, and you will not drown. My voice thunders over the deepest waters. I have said you will walk on the water with me. You will walk and not grow weary. You will walk and not sink. You will remain steady in me because you trust in me. I have you in the palm of my hands. You will walk on water. You will not drown. You will not drown in birth. You will not drown in motherhood. You will not drown in your marriage. I will lift you up to bring glory back to me. Glory. Give glory to me. Cry glory out to me. Glory.” I want to share all the raw and real parts of Bodhi’s birth story in order to truly give all the glory to God because there’s no doubt He deserves it.

July 9th was just like any other day waking up as a 39-week pregnant mama. Some cramping, irregular contractions, nothing out of the ordinary. For weeks, I had everything ready for this birth: a headband, a hair tie, and my comfiest bra set aside for when contractions started; a snack box packed with goodies for the birth team to munch on throughout labor; and all the birth supplies lining our dining room just waiting to be used. The freezer was stocked with food for postpartum, and the dresser was prepped for baby, each drawer organized with folded boy clothes because I knew in my heart I was carrying our boy. Around noon I noticed some of these irregular contractions would feel uncomfortable, then would go back to mild or almost unnoticeable. I still wasn’t able to time them by any means, and I could easily ignore them. I asked my mom if she would watch Lunetta for a bit so I could take a nap and see if my body just needed rest. I’m so grateful I was able to get that sleep because the rest of the night was going to be quite an event!

I woke up around 5 p.m. to a strong contraction. I thought to myself, “Maybe this is it!” so I waited and waited for strong contractions to follow and… nothing. Just random little contractions. At this point, I was convinced I wasn’t in labor. My mom, however, felt differently and urged me to text my midwife. Even though I felt ridiculous since I was clearly not in labor (joke’s on me, I absolutely was).

I sent her a text around 5:45 p.m. to keep her updated. By 7 p.m. I had a few contractions that were beginning to feel uncomfortable again, but still unable to time them, and some were mild while others were stronger. I decided to take a hot shower because, in my mind, if they died down in the shower I was definitely not in labor, and if they picked up then it was time to call the midwife. I bet you could guess it… once I hopped in that shower there was no cramping and no contractions. Around 7:20 p.m. I got out of the shower and decided to hang out upstairs with Lunetta and Logan since our girl was refusing to go to sleep. Though I didn’t know it then, I got a sweet answered prayer from the Lord. I had asked Him in the weeks leading up to the birth if I could have quality time as a family of three before our baby arrived. We read some books and played as a family. That will always be such a gift to me. During this time, my contractions came back and were beginning to feel as though I needed to focus more on them. Lunetta was cracking us up too, as she would pat my back during the contractions. By 7:40 p.m. I had a few pretty uncomfortable contractions when I noticed I could time them. I had 3 contractions that were roughly 30 seconds long and 2–5 minutes apart. I still wasn’t confident I was in labor, but Logan encouraged me to make the call to our midwife just to see what her thoughts were.

I went downstairs and the plan was that I would use the bathroom, then call her and hear her thoughts… Bodhi had other plans. As soon as I sat on the toilet, I felt him drop hard, I heard a loud pop, and a small gush into the toilet. I thought to myself, “Oh, I’m actually in labor!” I didn’t know it then, but when he dropped, he broke my waters. Immediately I began having back-to-back intense contractions. I called my midwife right then at 7:50 p.m. and told her I was definitely in labor. She had just been called to another birth right before I called her, so she said she would send Sarah, who was the other midwife that attended Lunetta’s birth, and her student midwife, Lauren, my way. Which was another perfectly executed plan from the Lord. He had told me at the beginning of my pregnancy that Bodhi’s arrival would be “swift”—and it was! It wasn’t luck that Lauren was the closest to us, but God’s perfect plan.

Once I got off the phone with my midwife, I called my mom and Taryn to let them know it was time to make their way over. Logan came downstairs and was met with me on our bedroom floor on all fours mere feet away from our toilet because that’s as far as I could make it. Contractions were non-stop at this point and incredibly intense. I told him, “I’m in labor and the midwives are on their way, so I need a hair tie, the garbage can, and a towel underneath me because this is where I’m staying.” He got everything for me and went back upstairs to console our Louie girl, who was still struggling. Thankfully, Taryn made it to our house quickly and was able to snuggle our girl to sleep. She told me later that she had never prayed harder for a baby to fall asleep in her life since this was the first time she’d ever laid Lunetta down!

My mom also made it to our house quickly. At this point, she and Taryn were getting all the birth supplies ready for when the midwives arrived, and Logan was rubbing my back and holding a cold rag to my forehead while I was laboring. I was still on my hands and knees exactly where I called my midwife. Like I said, that was where I was staying. My contractions were flooding in one after another. I truly thought this birth would be so similar to Lunetta’s. I thought I would feel so much intensity that I would sink into my mind and retreat into my body, but this birth looked so different. This was another answered prayer from the Lord. I prayed my whole pregnancy that the Lord would help me fully surrender to His beautiful design for birth, and that I wouldn’t fight it or retreat into fear.

I was much more lively and aware. The intensity was still present and forceful, but this birth was filled with such a deep surrender. Every moment I began to tense up, God would remind me of everything He had spoken to me during my pregnancy:

• “And blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what was spoken to her from the Lord.” Luke 1:45

• “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” John 14:27

• “He who calls you is faithful; he will surely do it.” 1 Thessalonians 5:24

• “The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” Exodus 14:14

• “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10

• “I can do all things through him who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13

Every day of my pregnancy and throughout Bodhi’s whole birth, I said to myself Isaiah 43:1–2: “But now, this is what the Lord says— he who created you, Jacob, he who formed you, Israel: ‘Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.’” I remember feeling so shocked that I could recite all of these verses, but, once again, this was a beautifully answered prayer from the Lord. I had asked Him to give me every word of encouragement I needed throughout this birth and to help me remember His words when I needed them the most.

“For the Holy Spirit will teach you in that very hour what you ought to say.” Luke 12:12

Over and over, I said to myself, “I will not retreat into fear because fear does not live in me. I was designed to bring life. I was made to stretch perfectly for this child. These contractions cannot overcome me because they are me. I welcome these sensations with open arms. I embrace these contractions as they grow in strength. I release oxytocin throughout my body. I melt into everything I’m feeling like butter.” That last one was my favorite to speak over my body!

Even with how fast his birth was, there were definitely moments of weakness. I remember having the thought, “Why on earth did I want to do this again?” I had even pleaded with God, “You’re gonna have to get this baby out of me!” Many times I was calling out “Yahweh” through the contractions, but in every moment of doubt or fear God spoke 2 Corinthians 12:8–10: “Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” I’m still in awe of the depth of the Lord’s hand in this birth. There was never a moment where I felt alone or without the Lord. He made His presence known to me throughout Bodhi’s whole birth.

Bodhi’s birth felt fast and slow all at once. Shortly after my mom arrived, Logan told me to let him know when I started to feel like I needed to push. Well, the contraction immediately after he told me that, I started pushing completely involuntarily. I quickly said, “I’m pushing!” so they got Sarah on the phone. Pushing was the hardest, but my most favorite part of his birth! I had torn pretty badly with Lunetta, and I was determined to not tear again. I had planned and practiced my whole pregnancy to breathe my baby out and let my body do all the work. I even told Logan exactly what I needed to hear once I started pushing to keep me in that mindset. Logan was an absolute angel during this whole phase. He would say on repeat, “Just breathe and let your body do the work. You were made to do this.” And that’s exactly what I did! There was one moment I began to forcibly push with my body, but Logan’s voice was all the reminder I needed to melt back into my body and allow it to do the work. Though it was so intense, I found myself actually enjoying the process!

During this time, Lauren had arrived. I don’t have a timeline of this phase, but Taryn was able to catch Bodhi’s birth on video, and I have a few timestamps on phone calls to give me an idea. I had started to involuntarily push with some contractions around 8:30 p.m., and Lauren arrived minutes before Bodhi was born, just in time to guide me through the last few contractions. I remember her telling me his head was out and hearing her say, “There’s lots of hair!” Just that alone gave me all the energy I needed to bring him into the world. I had the worst heartburn throughout my pregnancy, and every time I had heartburn I would say, “Thank you, Jesus, that this baby has a full head of hair!” I also had my heart set on catching my baby this time, so once his head was out I reached down and placed my hand on his head. This moment is always one of my favorites: the waiting as baby rotates and the calm before the next contraction that you know will bring this baby earthside. It feels like a precious pause before life changes forever, a moment to reconnect with your breath, and sit in the excitement of finally seeing the very person you’ve known for 9 months though you’ve never met. As the next contraction waved over me, I breathed and let go as my body brought my baby to me. With a big splash of water and blood, his little body came out into my hand, and Logan burst into tears and said, “It’s a boy!”

A day of peaceful, pain-free laboring (without me even knowing it!) and 73 minutes of a faith-filled birth, our Bodhi Blue was born at 9:03 p.m. July 9th, 2025.

This next part I want to share because I think it’s such a crucial part in how present God was during this birth story as well as how good a hospital transfer can be. I had a postpartum hemorrhage after having Lunetta that was managed at home; however, this time around I was transferred to the hospital. I want to give a trigger warning that this part of the story might be a bit more graphic and uncomfortable for some to read due to the topic of postpartum hemorrhage. So if this is too sensitive for you, please stop reading here.

I also want to add, when I was 31 weeks pregnant, I was driving home from picking up food and God said to me, “I have a secret for you. You are about to experience a supernatural childbirth.” At the time, I didn’t fully understand what that meant, but I knew I wanted to embrace God’s plans for this birth. I believe that Bodhi’s whole birth—beginning to end and after—was supernatural in more ways than one.

When Bodhi’s body was born, a big splash of blood came out with him. I remember feeling pretty shocked by how much blood there was. He was covered in it completely, and there was a good-sized puddle of blood underneath me. We knew that a postpartum hemorrhage was a high possibility considering my history with Lunetta’s birth. Our plan was to give me Pitocin once the baby came out so we could encourage my uterus to contract and get my placenta out so we could avoid another hemorrhage. However, since I had Bodhi so quickly, Lauren was the only one to arrive in time, and she only had natural tinctures with her rather than Pitocin or Cytotec. Lauren had me move to the bed where we recognized I was definitely hemorrhaging. Sarah was on the phone guiding Lauren through everything. I tried pushing the placenta out, but it wouldn’t come on its own. Sarah suggested Lauren give a small tug on the cord, which I was very fearful of because that’s the route we took when I was hemorrhaging with Lunetta. However, Lunetta’s cord was very weak, so the tiniest tug caused the cord to snap off the placenta, which resulted in a manual removal of my placenta… let me just say, that is definitely not fun.

Once again, the Lord was with me! Lauren gave a small tug, I pushed, and Bodhi’s placenta came out healthy and whole! I hardly noticed it slipped out. I had to look down between my legs and see it for myself to truly believe it had come out that quickly and smoothly. I had so much confidence in my pregnancy that this placenta was healthy. On February 14th, I had a dream from the Lord that I made sure to write down: “I had a dream I delivered my placenta, healthy and whole. My sweet boy laying on my chest all chunky and crying, I looked down and there it was between my legs, the cord perfectly coiled and purple as it pulsed the rest of my son’s blood back into his body. A beautiful, bloody placenta still intact lying between my legs, warm. It had come out so quickly after my son I hardly noticed its welcome. What a wonderful picture of God’s mercies and gifts.

After the placenta was delivered, I continued to hemorrhage. Lauren had to stop the bleeding by placing her hand inside of me and continuing to perform a fundal massage to get my uterus to contract. After having the experience I did with Lunetta, I was beginning to fill with so much fear, but the Lord said to me, “I keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on me, because he trusts in me.” Isaiah 26:3—a verse I held onto tightly from the very beginning of my pregnancy. In that moment, I felt a peace sweep over me that I’ve only felt once before, which was when I was hemorrhaging after having Lunetta. Once I was filled with this peace, it felt like time slowed down and I was in awe. My sister was on the phone with 911 doing her best to hold it together, my husband was sitting next to me holding my hand praying anything he could, Sarah was over the phone not only guiding Lauren in what to do but also guiding Logan in what to pray, Lauren was calmly addressing this hemorrhage and caring for each of us, my mom was holding my boy who was still attached to his healthy placenta, and my boy, my Bodhi Blue, was wide-eyed, looking around the whole room. In this moment that I could have felt panic, I felt total peace. A type of peace that is almost indescribable. A peace that told me everything will be okay. A peace that filled me with gratitude in the midst of trial. A peace only my God can provide. I held onto Bodhi’s foot until the EMTs had to put me on the stretcher.

From my bed to the hospital bed, Lauren and I were together. She couldn’t move her hand or stop massaging until we got to the hospital. It was quite the first impression, but I can confidently say she is someone I will never forget… and not just because of our eventful ride together. Lauren was focused, calm, and determined. She not only prevented my bleeding for roughly over an hour, but she confidently informed every EMT, doctor, and nurse of the situation. She kept me calm and relaxed when fear or doubt began to rise in me. And she willingly listened to my stupid jokes and conversations I made to keep my mind occupied. I kept thinking how shocked I was that she was still a student! However, when I think of Bodhi’s birth she wasn’t a student. She was a midwife—my midwife—that was with me through the hard.

Once we got to the hospital, they gave me Pitocin through an IV drip. Then the plan was for an OB to switch places with Lauren, we would get to the operating room, and they would place a Jada system inside of my uterus. But God is so good! When Lauren took her hand out, the bleeding slowed! The OB waited and watched as the bleeding quickly came to a complete stop. There were no procedures of any kind necessary! That same night I was reunited with my baby in the hospital where Logan and Sarah joined us. Sarah was so sweet—she waited for me to perform the newborn exam so I got to see her measure Bodhi and Logan get the weight of our precious boy. Logan and Bodhi were able to stay the night in the hospital with me where Bodhi and I had our skin-to-skin. Everyone in the hospital was so incredibly kind. I had always been fearful of a hospital transfer because not very many places are receptive to home births, but the EMTs and hospital staff were in awe of Lauren. No one treated us poorly, and the hospital staff spoke very highly of Lauren and showed no judgment toward me. Most of all, God held me through every moment with His perfect peace. I have never felt that my bond to my baby was harmed because of our time apart. I was shockingly so filled with joy that I spent our first night wide awake smiling at what God just did.

“Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” James 1:2–4

I am so filled with gratitude when I share Bodhi’s birth story. It felt as though every prayer I whispered during my pregnancy was answered during his birth and after. God clearly had this birth in the palm of His hands and His plans were perfectly executed from beginning to end.

Thank you to Logan, who was the most supportive husband. Thank you for hearing me through my pregnancy and holding me through this birth. Thank you for trusting the Lord even in trial.

Thank you to my mom and Taryn for caring for my daughter during the birth and the days after. Thank you for quickly jumping in and getting all the supplies ready for the midwife. Thank you for always being my solid support system.

Thank you to the EMTs who acted quickly and calmly in a situation you don’t face often. Thank you for letting me ramble, cuss, and laugh with me as much as I needed during that whole ambulance ride.

Thank you to Malory and Devon for providing the best prenatal/postnatal care. Even though you guys weren’t able to make it to the birth, every appointment with you has felt like I’m going to see family. I truly love all of you there!

Thank you to Sarah for your wisdom and guidance throughout the birth and after. Thank you for being a source of peace and comfort for my husband as he sat at home in the unknown. Thank you for the care you provided to my boy and for saving the moments you could for me. You will always be a precious gift to me and my family.

Thank you to Lauren for staying by my side through this whole process. You are a force to be reckoned with. You were made for this job, and I am forever grateful to have met you. In this story, you will always be my badass midwife who made a long-lasting first impression.

Finally, thank you to my God, who is faithful. Who is righteous and just. Who spoke over this birth from the beginning of my pregnancy that it would be peaceful and redemptive. Thank you, Father, that it was just that, but in the most unexpected ways. You have truly blessed me in ways I still can’t comprehend. Thank you for every answered prayer. Your name is so worthy of praise and glory.

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