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Sage Midwifery

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Meridian, ID
Sage Midwifery

Katy Rawlins, LM, CPM
Experienced, comprehensive community-based midwifery services in the greater Treasure Valley region (ID). Medicaid accepted.

Home birth with countryside birth suite option for extenuating living circumstances. Inquiries via website. Birth Suite option located in Star, Idaho

10/16/2026

🕯️We Remember🕯️
🪽🤍The 11th annual Pregnancy & Infant Loss Day of Remembrance Retreat 🤍🪽

10/14/2026

Tomorrow is our special, sacred, annual retreat. 🤍🪽
If you need this, we are here.

10/01/2026

A true cord knot, unknown and undetectable, pulled tight with fetal movement. The following days became the ministry of midwifery. The baby’s burial trickled into 3 of the only 10 days I would be off-call for the calendar year. I departed the memorial and traveled to a rural cabin. I arrived too tired, too broken, and witness to a week of miracles I was too paralyzed to verbally list, feeling stunned and lost. I climbed into a gigantic bed and promised myself I would do what I had previously planned - read a book from cover to cover. The book was The Frozen River, a 25% fictionalized, 75% real portrayal of the nation’s first registered midwife, Martha Ballard.

I’ve left town five times since then, and while most midwives wouldn’t choose to serve how I do, the real secret is that the world comes to me. And it did when it brought me Ariel Lawhon.

Ariel began, “Books find you at the right time - ones you can stay in for an extended amount of time.” She spoke about her work to portray Martha in a stable, loving marriage, in the same way I proclaim how I could not do this work without my family, and I care for mothers with the blessing of my family and the sacrifices it requires of us all. Ariel continued, “A woman (midwife) can best become who she is meant to be when she is loved well….in order (for Martha) to do what she did.”

When we came face to face, I showed her a photograph of my husband, my “Ephriam”, helping me prepare to bury a baby. I pointed to the open the grave in the background. I shared a few sentences about my first encounter with The Frozen River. Next, I handed her a large stack of books to sign and asked her to pen:
1. “For helping a midwife do a hard thing.”
2. “For being the good doctor.”
3. “Here’s to 1,000 births and never losing a mother.”
4. “For being the best friend of a midwife.”

A story had been told. She looked up from where she sat, her eyes red and wet. We stood and took a photograph and shared a huge hug. She said, “I sit behind a screen and write. Thank you for reminding me these characters are real in the lives of my readers.”

The world came to me.

Perhaps the orb on Ariel’s pants is Martha, baby Lainey, or both.

09/18/2026

One year ago today, at 10:30 a.m. I received a phone call from Baby Gracie’s mother. “She’s gone,” she said. I fell to my knees. My one question to her was their immediate needs. “I want to bring her home. You’ve helped people do this. How do we bring her home?” And with that, miracle after miracle after miracle took place. By 4 p.m. the next day, Gracie was tucked into bed with her parents, wrapped in a cooling mat, where she laid between them for 3 days. She was perfect. They changed her outfits, held her and talked to her, collected priceless keepsakes, and had time sans tubes and machines that they hadn’t had since she was 2 weeks old. I can hardly breathe, recalling the sacred and tender memories. I’m reading Midwifing Mercy, by Vicki Penwell, for the second time in a month. Last night her words were a balm to my soul, “…a heart broken for the things that break the heart of God.” I fell to my knees once more. In memory of Gracie, I’m wearing her name, I’m serving the mothers, and this morning in particular, I’m taking a bottle of strawberry milk to a little toddler, just to bring her some extra joy. Thank you to the over 100,000 people who prayed for Gracie’s life. Please keep her family in your prayers always.

09/13/2026

💐A Mother Blessing for Student Midwife Samantha💐
In a world of superficial, we paused to submerge ourselves in the depths of the Divine Feminine to honor Samantha as she prepares to give birth once more. We wept through a dozen packages of tissues, we gifted her two dozen of our favorite meaningful rocks and accompanied them with our sincerest, heart-felt birth wishes for her, we shared a nourishing meal and dark chocolates, and made sure she fully understood how much she means to us and how we will be beside her every step of the way. She received her “Mama Midwife Baby Clinic Quilt” which was a labor of love and grief journey, quilted in barbed wire, in memory of her first baby, Sylvan, an angel baby claimed by Trisomy 13, and which represents the Pahsimeroi Valley, in honor of his middle name. If Sam’s care, life, or journey has touched your heart, please leave her a birth wish in the comments - for her to read in the days before her sweet baby comes. Yes, of course we will share a meal train in the weeks to follow! sethsimps0n

09/01/2026

“Who could bring me heaven, when heaven’s already here?”

📸: AR

08/02/2026

Last week, I attributed some lower right abdominal pain to ovulation, adjusting my seatbelt away from that area as I drove home. By the next morning, my trip to the clinic became rushed with a feeling that I needed to throw up, which I did, for 6 straight hours, with little to no breaks between episodes to cancel each of the hourly visits. When the throwing up ended, my right hip/abdomen came alive! I called my friend Lacy at Boise Ultrasound and she scanned me right away. It was appendicitis and I promised Lacy I would go straight to the ER. I had no idea how sick I’d become but my vitals had the nurses skipping me ahead of every patient except the baby in the waiting room. My labs were even worse. The CT confirmed it again. Within the first minute of meeting with the physician, the plan was admission, antibiotics to save me from sepsis, and a surgery it took me almost an entire day to accept moving forward with. In the end, it all went seamlessly and catching it early saved my health in ways I cannot fully comprehend.
I arrived home, both Thursday and Friday lost in a whirlwind, to my release-date book order, written by my lifelong midwife mentor, Vicki Penwell. And this book, Midwifing Mercy, will have served as my companion piece on the flip side of an emergent appendectomy. This surgery widened each incision I’ve ever had, including a mini cesarean scar. I don’t have any tattoos but I now share scars with friends and patients alike.
I cannot begin to say enough praiseworthy things about the nurses who cared for me, especially Anita and Will. Or the sister midwives who popped in with love, treats, meals, flowers, and baby snuggles. Or my Mayo Clinic surgeon and local P*P who have checked in every day. My husband packed my Knox Socks, and everyone commented on them.
The loss of my appendix now marks the 15th organ/structure I’ve lost to endometriosis. I’m grateful for only 6 hours of being sick and clear direction on what needed to happen next. Instead of lamenting, I know to trust. I held it together until the Laborist found out and said she was coming to see me. There’s no us vs. them, only united birth workers in a maternity care desert, midwifing mercy.

07/09/2026

And with one last gloriously perfect swift birth, senior student midwife Samantha begins her maternity leave. On the flip side of a year of deeply protected and treasured time with her new baby-to-be, are plans for a fellowship with Sage Midwifery before she starts her own practice. She will be so very missed, yet exactly where she is needed most. Because the hand who rocks the cradle, rules the world. Congratulations to this special family on the birth of your precious babe!

06/27/2026

💦🎉Eagle Fun Days Wet & Wild Parade🎉💦
What a treat to be invited to join BBBounce in wet, wild, and rainy community outreach as the final float in the parade….which means we received allllll the remaining water fight offerings the public had to give for the entire duration of the very chilly parade route. With my fearless mid-husband beside me, we braved buckets and coolers of ice water chucked in our faces and reciprocated by dousing every adult who targeted us. This isn’t marketing or business plans, it’s simply community. To be fair, it does feel a little like jury duty, where after enough years of enjoying the parade, it was our turn to take one for the team. For real though, if you ever need a bounce house, and want to interact with good humans, 10/10 would recommend BB Bounce! Thanks for a banner day of core memories and community joy! If you need me, I’ll be cuddled in front of the fireplace recovering from some mild hypothermia.

06/09/2026

Three sisters. Four babies. And our first time all being together again since the birth of the little queen sitting on my lap. Oh, what a joy it is to get to be your midwife, each of you, and watch these little ones grow! Three women who birth with the deepest understanding of their creation and capabilities. They inspire me with love and purpose.

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135 E Calderwood Drive, Suite 100
Meridian, ID
83642

Opening Hours

Monday	9am - 5pm
Tuesday	9am - 5pm
Wednesday	9am - 5pm
Thursday	9am - 5pm

Website

http://thesagemidwife.com/

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