05/29/2026
Twenty-two-year-old Margaret Sullivan labored at Boston City Hospital on March 15, 1920, delivering her first baby—and fifty-eight-year-old labor nurse Mrs. Catherine Murphy had been coaching Margaret through contractions—and during a quiet moment between contractions, Margaret had whispered "Nurse Murphy, I need to tell someone something while I still have courage. I was married at twenty to William Sullivan who is fifty-five. My family arranged it for money. I never wanted this marriage. I never wanted this pregnancy. Every time I tried to leave he threatened to have me institutionalized. I have nowhere to go after this baby comes. I'm scared"—and Nurse Murphy had continued holding Margaret's hand and coaching her breathing while simultaneously documenting everything in detailed nursing notes: "Patient Margaret Sullivan, age 22, in active labor, discloses arranged marriage at age 20 to husband age 55, states marriage was for financial arrangement, states pregnancy unwanted, states husband threatens institutionalization to prevent escape, patient expresses fear for post-delivery safety for herself and infant"—and after Margaret had safely delivered a healthy baby girl, Nurse Murphy had contacted hospital social services—and a comprehensive support plan had been developed—and when William arrived to take Margaret and the baby home, police were waiting—and at trial, sixty-six-year-old Judge William Morrison had read Nurse Murphy's labor room documentation aloud to the jury—and he'd said "These words were whispered during labor contractions. A nurse documented them while simultaneously coaching breathing. This is evidence documented in the most vulnerable moment of a woman's life"—and William was convicted and sentenced to twenty years—and Margaret and her daughter were placed in safe housing with full financial support.
Margaret lives until 1992, dying at age ninety-four. Before her death, she reflected: "I was twenty-two in labor when I finally told the truth. Between contractions I whispered my whole story to the nurse holding my hand. She coached my breathing and wrote down every word simultaneously. I didn't know she was documenting it. After delivery she told me she'd already called for help. My labor room whispers became courtroom evidence. I gave birth to my daughter and my freedom on the same day."