Beautiful Things

Day 53 When on Labour Ward Calls, I normally sleep on the seat in order not to miss anything happening, until my second has had some sleep (on calm nights though). On this day, I was so drowsy and the seat wasn’t very comfy. I kept nodding off and the sweet nurses were like; Doc, go to your call room, we’ll call you when there’s something. As I was about leaving, a lady walked in. Sleep ruined, but here's a quick history: It was the 1st pregnancy and she was only 4cm open. Viola!👌I can have some minutes in bed before she progresses. At about 2am, He tapped me. “Go and check up on that lady," was impressed in my heart and as such, I could not resist it. I dragged myself to the Labour Ward and took a detailed history. There was another woman that arrived in my absence. I took her history too and was to call my chiefs for further review. All along, I was thinking, God please show me what the lesson is. I know you didn’t wake me up 'unnecessarily.' I mean, the