I've gone back and forth many times about whether to write this review. I ultimately decided that my experience deserves to see the light of day. Know upfront that it is a tragic story of loss, so please keep that in mind if you decide to continue reading. My husband and I posted a more detailed review on Google.
We started seeing Morgan and Evaly while doing concurrent OB care. We had perfect appointments every time, though between Morgan, Evaly, and their intern, there was ongoing confusion about my fundal height measurements because they didn't have a standardized way of doing them. They said that they were well aware of these discrepancies and were not worried. We saw them through the summer (our daughter was due in early September), which coincided with many trips and vacations on their end. This meant that we did not have continuity of care with a single provider.
I was highly attuned to my daughter and always felt a lot of movement, but as we entered the third trimester, I noticed her movements diminishing. When I shared this at our appointments, neither Morgan nor Evaly asked more questions about it. They simply reassured me that it was normal and that the baby was probably running out of room or had changed positions. I now understand that the diminished movements, along with the question about fundal height, should have been an immediate red flag for them. It wasn't, and this pattern went unchecked for several critical weeks.
In late July, well into my third trimester, I went back to see my OB because I had a minor skin issue and wanted to get a derm referral. While there, she noticed that my FH was lagging and immediately ordered a growth ultrasound.
At our appt with Evaly two days later, she told us that Morgan had contracted COVID. She reassured us that, although they had met earlier that day, they practiced distancing. When I brought up my OB's concerns, she was frustrated that I had gone to see her. They had encouraged me to stop concurrent care some weeks prior (which I eventually did) and this information was treated as an unwelcome intrusion. She did her own measurement and reported it as 2cm higher than my OB's, chalking it up to the margin of error.
When asked if she was worried, she gave a decisive "no" and, with impatience, said, "Well if you're worried, WE can order the ultrasound for you." This confused me - if she had my best interests at heart and was truly looking after my daughter, why would it matter who ordered what? She made me feel foolish for asking. I relented, saying that if she was telling me not to worry, I would try my best not to.
A couple days later, I also became very sick with COVID. I was bedridden and started noticing significantly diminished movements from my daughter. A few days after my symptoms ameliorated, I noticed that I hadn't felt her move at all in several hours. Both Morgan and Evaly were out of town. When I called the backup midwife, she instructed me to eat something sugary and then do a kick count. She had to walk me through it because no one had taught me this before. When an hour later I still felt no movements, she told me to go to L&D. I did, and that's when we found out that we had lost our beautiful daughter at 35 weeks. Utterly heart wrenching. I had to go through with an induction the next day, knowing she was already gone. She was born about 40 hours later. There was nothing wrong with her, the placenta, or cord, and autopsy, genetic testing, and pathology all came back clear.
After working with specialists, we now understand that our sweet daughter suffered from intrauterine growth restriction. Had we caught it at our last appointment or gotten that growth ultrasound in time, we could have delivered a little early and she would very likely still be here. But she is gone, and with her, my whole heart. We thought we were doing everything right. I stayed super healthy throughout my pregnancy. Ultimately, we put our trust in people who let us down, who weren't open-minded enough to ask more detailed questions about my symptoms, to think critically about the facts they were presented with, or at the very least, to take our doctor's thoughts and advice seriously. Their incompetence and hubris cost us everything.
In spite of many conversations and emails, neither Morgan nor Evaly ever took accountability for their mistakes. Nor did they return our appointment fees. The closest they ever came was saying that they "try to incorporate the learnings from every client and birth experience into [their] practice." If we had felt they were truly sorry and had endeavored to learn everything about our case that they could so as to prevent future such disasters, I would not be writing this review. A year has now elapsed, a year without seeing our daughter smile, hearing her cry or laugh, or watching her come up in the world. As I look forward to the remaining years of my life, I cannot find her there. It is an unmitigated, irremediable loss. read more