
Meet your Midwife
Chloe Campbell, NYC Integrative Midwife

I became a midwife because birth brought me home to myself.
When I was pregnant with my first baby, what I wanted felt simple: to stay connected to my body and to the experience of becoming a mother.
I had a deep, mammalian instinct to keep my baby with me after birth, skin-to-skin, uninterrupted.
But the system I found myself in didn’t speak that language.
It didn’t see me as a whole person. It spoke over me, around me, but never with me.
The day I realized my voice wasn’t being heard, I chose to walk away.
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I didn’t choose healing - it chose me, quietly, in the wild places.
I grew up as an only child among the hedgerows and mudflats of Northern Ireland, where the plants spoke in silence and the land taught me how to listen.
Long before I had the words for it, I was tuning into something ancient - something that lived in the soil, the seasons, and my own body.
That quiet knowing never left me.
I became a healer through blood and bone, through books and birth, through listening deeply to my own body and to witnessing how others interacted with their own.
This path led me to herbalism, to midwifery, to ritual, and to teachers like Karen Rose who reminded me that plants, like people, are always trying to be heard.
To heal is not to fix. It is to witness. To hold space. To walk with someone through the unknown with reverence and trust.
And that’s what I do now…
Whether I’m catching a baby, placing an IUD, supporting a couple trying to conceive, facilitating a group care program or holding the hand of someone remembering their own power.
I became a healer by remembering what I never really forgot:
that the body is wise, the earth is alive, and birth is sacred.I didn’t enter birthwork through textbooks or white coats; I came in through the side door, heart-first.
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I became a mother in a country that didn’t recognise me and inside a system that didn’t hear me.
I was 24, undocumented, pregnant, and determined to do things differently. Thankfully I had the privilege of legal status through marriage, but that did not make it any easier navigating such a delicate time.
From the very beginning, I knew what I wanted - what any mammal wants: to keep my baby close, uninterrupted, skin-to-skin.
But each time I spoke that truth out loud, I was met with blank stares, dismissals, or thinly veiled condescension.
“You might want the nursery so you can rest,” they told me.
But I didn’t. I wanted my baby with me.
That clarity - instinctive, primal - became the North Star that guided me out of a system that couldn’t speak my language, and into the arms of the birth I was meant to have.
Homebirth wasn’t a trend. It was a lifeline. A reclamation. A return.
What unfolded wasn’t painless or picture perfect - it was long, hard, and wholly life-altering.
Labor didn’t just bring my baby earthside - it brought me home to myself.
I wasn’t reborn as some polished version of “mother” - I was stretched, shaken, and remade.
It wasn’t pretty, but it was real.
And it changed the trajectory of my entire life.
That experience didn’t just turn me into a parent.
It called me to midwifery.
It rooted me in something sacred.
It showed me that birth, even in its mess and mystery, is a spiritual rite of passage.
I became a mother by trusting my instincts, reclaiming my voice, and walking away from a system that tried to silence both.
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I didn’t wake up one day and decide I was a witch. I just eventually realized I always had been.
The signs were there from the beginning: the hours I spent alone as a child, hands in the mud, ears to the ground, listening to the wind like it might tell me something useful.
The instinct to gather leaves and flowers without knowing why.
The deep pull toward cycles, symbols, and the sacred.
But the world doesn’t always honour that kind of knowing - especially when you're young, female, and intuitive.
So I tucked it away.
I learned the language of science.
I walked through systems that needed credentials and paperwork and external validation.
It wasn’t until I stepped into the apothecary doors of Sacred Vibes in Brooklyn and sat at the feet of Karen Rose that something ancient clicked back into place.
Karen didn’t teach herbalism as a hobby - she taught it as a spiritual lineage.
She taught me how to listen with more than my ears. To tune in, not just diagnose. To let the plants speak first.
Through that apprenticeship - and through the births I attended, the blood I caught, the parents I watched become - the word witch began to fit again.
Not as a label, but as a lived reality.
For me, being a witch isn’t about aesthetics or rituals for show. It’s about reverence. It’s about remembering that the body is sacred. That the earth is intelligent. That healing isn’t linear. That birth is ceremony. That medicine can be both data and dream.
Reclaiming that identity meant letting go of who I thought I had to be to be taken seriously - and becoming who I’ve been all along: a woman who trusts herself, the earth, and the unseen.
I am a witch. I am a midwife.
I am both- because they were never separate to begin with.
I found my way to home birth through the stories of Ina May Gaskin and others who described birth as not just limited to ‘natural’- but pleasurable, powerful, transformative.
What I experienced, however, wasn’t easy or euphoric.
My labor was hard. It cracked me open.
It wasn’t blissful—but it was undeniably real.
And it changed everything.
Birth rearranged me. It brought me face-to-face with my limits and then pushed me past them. It wasn’t pain-free, but it was potent. Through that rite of passage, I became some unlevelled bum humbled version of myself- not just as a mother, but as a person who had touched something sacred out in the ether.
In that liminal space, between contractions and expansion, I found something I never wanted to let go of.
And in some way, I knew I had to stay close to it for the rest of my life. That’s how I became a midwife.
Today, I offer integrative health care that blends modern clinical skill with ancient wisdom, spiritual grounding, and deep reverence for the birthing process.
I provide a broad cope of services from home birth to prenatal and postpartum care, GYN and primary care to IUI support, and plant-based guidance rooted in years of study and practice.
every visit, every conversation, is designed to inspire a return to self.
My work has been shaped by my deep connection to nature and plant medicine. I’ve studied Spiritual Herbalism with Karen Rose, one of my most beloved teachers.
Karen taught me how to listen - not just to people, but to plants. To pay attention to what lives beyond words. She reminded me that intuition is a skill. That plants have voices. That we heal better when we learn how to listen - to ourselves, to the land, to the truth beneath the noise.
Before I became a midwife, I was a mother…
Before I was a mother, I was a child wandering mudflats and hedgerows, listening to the quiet hum of the earth.
All of this and more - every single thread - has shaped the care I now offer.
This isn’t just birth work. This is soul work.
And I am honour to support you in all your magic and vast complexities…
This is Supernatural Midwifery.


That’s the Space I create for You…
a liminal cradle that supports your vulnerability, in which you can step into your power, reclaim your sovereignty over your body, and trust that you have everything you need to bring this new life into the world.
Birth is a mystical, spiritual, and transformative experience that goes far beyond the physical.
Like many other phenomenons, it's less about controlling or forcing a process and more about honoring it, trusting it, working with it and letting it unfold in its own time, on its own terms.
I feel passionate about integrating the sacred with the scientific, the intuitive with the practical.
Becoming a parent is supernatural.

Beautiful births in
the Big Apple
I work across all five boroughs of New York City—Manhattan, Brooklyn, Queens, The Bronx, and Staten Island.
My office is in Long Island City and I occasionally attend births outside NYC on a case-by-case basis, depending on distance and timing.
If you're not sure whether I can reach you, just ask - we'll figure it out together.
integrative Midwifery
& Primary Care
I provide integrative midwifery and primary care across the reproductive lifespan.
My offerings include home birth, prenatal and postpartum visits, annual GYN exams, fertility consultations, in-home IUI, and trauma-informed + gender-affirming primary care.
Whether you’re preparing to conceive, navigating pregnancy, recovering postpartum, or simply tending to your overall health, my care centers your body’s wisdom, your autonomy, and the unique nature of your experience at every stage.
diversity Inclusion
& Allyship
Everyone deserves care that sees them, honours them, and meets them where they are.
I welcome all birthing people - regardless of race, gender identity, sexual orientation, relationship structure, immigration status, ability, or income.
My practice is grounded in anti-oppressive values and built on the belief that birth and healthcare is a human right.
I am always learning, always listening, and always working to create safer, more affirming spaces for every body and every story.

Your Stories

My Cred↓:
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✦ → DONA Intl ⏤2010/15 NYC
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✦ → BK Midwifery ⏤ 2014/19 NYC
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✦ → Graduated with honours ⏤ 2019
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✦ → Board Certified with the American College of Nurse Midwives ⏤ 2019
✦ → Licensed by the State of New York ⏤ 2019
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✦ → I’ve had the honour of being with over 500 people as they have become parents!

