"A Birth in the Rain" – Dr. Esteban Lara

Article published at: Feb 5, 2025
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My rural residency was in a coastal community in Oaxaca. There, everything was nature and scarcity. There was no hospital, only a small makeshift clinic with a tin roof and a rusty stretcher.

One stormy early morning, a woman knocked on my door. She was soaking wet and in labor. She had been walking from her ranch more than three kilometers away. Her husband had carried her part of the way. There was no time to transfer her anywhere else.

By the light of a battery-powered lamp and with thunder rumbling in the background, I delivered my first unsupervised birth. My hands trembled, but my heart was steady. A beautiful, strong baby girl was born, crying as soon as I held her. I wrapped her in a blanket and cried with them. The three of us cried.

After the delivery, the mother said to me, “We didn’t know if we would make it. Thank you for being here, doctor.” That phrase stayed with me. Because being there, at the right moment, under the toughest conditions, is part of the calling.

That girl carries my name as her middle name. “Estebana,” her mother told me. Sometimes I receive letters from them. She grew up healthy. And I’m still the doctor who once welcomed a life born in the rain.

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