Hi, I’m Emily.

I’m a wife, mom, and faith-led doula serving moms in South Central Pennsylvania. My own three birth experiences shaped the way I show up for mothers with compassion, gentleness, and a heart that listens. I had my two oldest daughters in a home birth setting, and my third daughter, Rosalie was born at 20 weeks gestation in a hospital setting, but was a beautiful birth where God showed up in the most incredible ways. I know firsthand that every pregnancy carries its own story… joy, fear, hope, and healing. No mother should walk through it alone.

To begin my story, we start with infertility. Unfortunately I know the ache of waiting month after month, and then our very first pregnancy ended in an early miscarriage. After waiting so long, I couldn’t understand why God didn’t bring that baby to our arms. My husband and I went for testing, and I was diagnosed with PCOS on top of Endometriosis. God used this time of my life to strip me on any control I thought I had, and to teach me what surrender really means. I saw an OBGYN that prescribed me a fertility drug, called Clomid. This medication is commonly used to produce ovulation. I went home so excited to have an answer, a fix, a way to finally have a baby. But my husband wasn’t sold on this idea. He felt like we hadn’t fully surrendered to the Lord, and he didn’t want me to take it. I was initially really upset by this, but I trusted his judgement. I didn’t take the medication… and the next cycle I was pregnant naturally with our daughter. I was so grateful, but so fearful we would lose her too. I surrendered her life, the pregnancy, and all of my fears every single day. I continuously had to lay it all down at His feet. I listened to the hymn, “I Surrender All” on repeat. When I saw that same OBGYN, she assumed I used the Clomid to get pregnant, but I gave all Glory to God alone. I told her I didn’t use it, and she didn’t believe me. I was baffled and honestly, offended. I didn’t want someone on my care team that didn’t believe me right off the bat, so I started looking for midwives that same day. We began our care with a birth house, but unfortunately they closed their doors when I was 20 weeks pregnant. I settled on another birth center, but it was almost 2 hours away from our home. I found my first doula at that location, and she inspired so much of this work in me. After a few appointments, I wasn’t satisfied with the level of care. It felt clinical, not home-y, and I started looking for a home birth midwife. Thankfully, we found our first midwife only FIVE minutes from our house. She was a blessing, reassuring me that my body was created for this. Sure enough, I had a textbook labor & delivery at home, with my husband, midwife, and doula present. My first daughter was born to the hymn, “I Surrender All”. What a full circle moment. God truly hears our cries, whether it be in the waiting, in the hoping, in the mourning, or in the rejoicing.