Bossy Midwives

by Erik Lee

How many bossy midwives does it take to change a lightbulb?

“Bossy midwives.”  I found that phrase in a London Times story on British hospitals (sadly unavailable online now).  The phrase has stuck with me for years.  I remember telling a friend about it and hearing that some women get so disgusted with “bossy midwives” they forego all medical assistance and give birth on their own at home.  Astounding.  I remember sitting back in sheer admiration at the audacity of the unassisted childbirth movement.

When we had our first child, my wife and I decided to work with Certified Nurse Midwives.  For years I didn’t think of it as an encounter with “bossy” midwives, but “seriously whiny” midwives.  Our first midwife rushed down hospital hallways between two clients, one of whom was screaming a lung through the ceiling during birth.  By contrast, my wife must have seemed as calm as a piece of furniture.  I certainly felt like some kind of fixture, and at times I felt our midwife treated my wife like a fixture too.  After hours of urging the fixture in a strained and whiny voice to push out our little lightbulb, she gave up.  The OB came on the scene and decided a suction cup might work.  Our little lightbulb twisted right out, but we vowed we’d never go back to that situation.  We were quite lucky our bulb didn’t get surgically extracted.  I didn’t think of the whiny behavior as “bossy” until years later when a doula mentioned the “manipulative” practices of Certified Nurse Midwives at her local hospital.  Manipulative, bossy – okay, those seem like branches on the same vine.

I can understand how a Certified Nurse Midwife could become “bossy”:  CNMs work in hospitals, which have to be among the most “directive” places on earth, as one birth care provider put it to me.  It takes serious bossiness to get anybody to take off all their clothes, put on that flimsy gown that never quite closes in the back, and then make them walk down the hallway on cold tile floors to a room where the real business begins.  Hospitals are bossy places; the attitude is bound to wear off on anyone who works there. 

Not all midwives have “CNM” after their names, however.

Dottie, a midwife-doula in Colorado Springs, told me, “We specify up front that whatever we do will only be by the client’s consent.”  She told me at times she felt she had to say “I need you to do this…” when legally required, but didn’t think midwives normally did anything that could be considered “bossy.”

I called Laura Shanley, the founder of unassistedchildbirth.com, to hear what she had to say about bossy midwives.  I expected an unassisted childbirth advocate to say something like, well, they’re midwives, of course they’re bossy, that’s just the way they are.  Instead, she expressed a positive attitude toward midwives and strong support of their work.  “I think the main reason midwives might seem bossy is the fear of losing their license,” she said.  She listed a number of ludicrous laws hampering midwives:  in our State of Colorado, midwives are required to transfer care to the hospital if labor hasn’t significantly progressed twelve hours after the water breaks (in Oregon, the law allows seventy-two hours);  the placenta has to be delivered within one hour of the baby.  Midwives in every state work under ridiculous legal limits, and jail time can be a very real consequence for using their own professional judgment.

According to Colorado law, our second child developed in an almost-anemic uterus.  My wife’s iron levels were hovering right above the legal limit for a homebirth, and fortunately never dipped below it.  Our homebirth midwife got a bit bossy about food, urging my wife to eat more and take supplements to bring her iron levels up.  That birth went far more quickly – the midwife arrived ten minutes too late.  She got to show the placenta and cord blood stem cell kit who was in control, but that was her only outlet for whatever bossiness she might have felt.  Lightbulb #2 floated serenely in our bathtub at home after a far safer, far faster, far better birth experience than Lightbulb # 1′s birth had been.

An anesthesiologist, an OB, and a midwife walked into a bar.  The anesthesiologist ordered a pitcher of stout and a double burger; the OB ordered a Reuben and a bottle of red wine; the midwife ordered their biggest plate of steak and fries with a margarita.  They all sat in a booth and shared war stories.

A long time passed, and the three realized something had gone wrong with their order.  They decided to find out what the problem was.  They found the busboy just behind the swinging double doors to the kitchen.  He was struggling to get their overloaded cart from the tiled kitchen to the carpeted dining area.  The wheels kept catching on the bump.

The anesthesiologist kneeled down and examined the tires.  “You just need to inject something here in the back,” he announced.  “Then everything will go better.”

The OB leaned down to look at the carpet.  “This part of the carpet is blocking the cart,” he announced.  “Give me a knife and I’ll just give it a little cut to help it along.”

The midwife leaned over to the busboy and whispered loudly in his ear, “You can do this!  Just PUSH!”

A male midwife in Colorado, Bill Dwelley, wasn’t happy to hear my question.  “Midwives get dumped on a lot as it is.  We provide more direct care, have better statistics… and now we’re going to get labeled as ‘bossy.’ Hmmm, I don’t know…” He was on his way out the door but gave me contact information for his colleague Rebecca Pugh

“Part of the skill of a really good midwife is the ability to differentiate when it’s time to give direction and when it’s time to sit on their hands,” she told me.  She didn’t think there was any connection between unassisted childbirth and a bossy midwife encounter.  “A very deep, unwavering faith in the birth process is what would allow unattended birth, not really disliking midwives.”

I almost missed our third little lightbulb’s birth.  The first two had each seen the light ten days after the medically predicted due date (that’s Method #23 for How To Make Your Midwife Legally Nervous in Colorado, as the law doesn’t allow for babies that go beyond two weeks).  We had planned for the same on this occasion.  Instead, ten days before the medically magic day, my wife felt contractions.  We brought them under control with an Epsom salts bath, and felt it would be at least several days.  Just in case, however, I took the two older girls shopping for foodstuffs.  We had allowed our supplies to run low to get ready for the mother of all birth preparation shopping trips.  When we arrived back home with a car bursting at the rivets, I spotted an extra vehicle in the driveway. 

Oh, the doula must have arrived, I thought, so things must be-. Wait, there’s TWO extra cars in the driveway!  Both doulas must have arr-. Wait, there’s THREE extra cars!  The midwife is here too!  We might be late!

 I left the two girls with the childcare doula and got to the bathtub in time for the last twenty minutes of the birth.  Again, the birth was far smoother and far safer than our hospital experience.  Thanks to helpful doulas being on the ball, the older girls watched their new baby sister being born during the last few minutes.  During the pregnancy, my wife had eaten one tablespoon of raw liver every day (not the midwife’s suggestion, by the way) and her iron levels were sky-high.  No need for bossiness there.  The midwife didn’t seem to feel she had missed out in any way.

“I grew up around doctors,” Laura Shanley had told me, “and just as there are doctors who have big egos, there are midwives who have big egos.  Some just like being the authority figure.”  

Rebecca Pugh had partially agreed.  “Some are more goal-oriented, which necessitates more bossy attitudes.”  Sometimes that varies with a midwife’s recent experiences as well.  “Midwives will be more urgent, more goal-oriented if there’s recently been a difficult situation.  A good midwife will set aside a previous traumatic birth and renew their faith in natural, normal birth,” Rebecca added.

As I sit here, typing away with Lightbulb #3 on my lap, I wonder if there’s any clever way to answer my initial question.  As with all people, midwives are complex; there may not be a trend strong enough to stereotype with a hoary old joke.

Ah – however, Lightbulb #3 has just made a sound that any parent recognizes.  As babies sometimes do, she has provided an answer to my long-pondered question.  Midwives don’t change lightbulbs, they only help you get the bulb out of the box without a 30% chance of having to use a scalpel. 

It’s the parents who change the lightbulb, and now I must be off to give my own a change.

Erik Lee is a writer, scientist, and father of three. He lives in Fort Collins, Colorado with his family.

9 Responses to “Bossy Midwives”


  • Ahhh, sorry, there was a comment that I thought I approved from somebody saying they loved to hear the man’s perspective on birth and thanking you, Erik, but I appear to have deleted it instead of saving it. My apologies.

  • Great article. Where is the joke from?

  • Jess,
    that was probably Gloria Lemay. She just posted it on her facebook profile too. :D

    I love this take. Great humour and lots of truth to it. Just like any professional, midwives can bring their last birth to their new birth. It just shows that midwives are human.

  • Yes, Jess, that was me. I have “half-heimers” so can’t remember exactly what I said but it was some brilliant, witty version of “I love to hear the man’s perspective”, lol.

    I linked this story in my blog at http://www.glorialemay.com/blog and posted it to Facebook.

  • Thanks, Gloria & Veronika for reposting!

    Melanie, Erik dreamed up that joke all on his own as part of the article, so it’s an Erik Lee original. :-)

  • Wonderful story and I agree- just as there are some pretty egotistical OBs there are definitely egotistical midwives. It’s all about finding someone you connect with.

  • found your site referenced on Rixa’s Stand & Deliver blog. I really enjoy this piece : ) so much so I posted your joke on facebook! I hope that is okay with you Erik.

  • Rosie, neither Erik (nor I, the editor) mind. We just ask that you reference this website and Erik’s article. Thanks!

  • Ditto to Rosie as to how I got here, and I also couldn’t resist reposting your joke on my blog, with credit and link love:

    http://www.hobomama.com/2009/10/how-many-midwives-does-it-take-to-screw.html

    It just occurs to me that the cutting off of the title made a new and unintended joke — whoops!!

    Anyway…I really appreciated your article, Erik. My personal experience with midwives is that they definitely weren’t as bossy as the hospital staff, because I unfortunately got to compare the two. I agree with your take that hospitals are bossy places — the hospital nurses were big on being busy and frenetic and pushy about doing everything by the books and on their schedule. By contrast, I found our midwives to be very relaxed and calming. We’re in Washington state, so maybe the laws are different here in terms of how much midwives’ hands are tied. In retrospect, even the midwives were a little bossy, but I think I didn’t mind as much because I trusted them and was in relationship with them in a way I wasn’t with the nurses. But I do have this idea that next time I’ll labor alone (with just family) for as long as possible so that I can avoid being pushed around and second guessing myself as much as possible. Anyway, thanks for your perspective and for talking with so many midwives about the subject!

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