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!πI 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, there’s no emergency blah blah blah. Please show me the lesson.
Remember that the lady because of whom I came out, was having a baby for the first time and 4cm dilatation may not progress so quickly in first pregnancies. So I decided to watch and see how things would go. The lady pleaded that I call in her mum, dah dah dah. Her mum was a pastor. Her mum came in and prayed with her, declaring that she would give birth to her baby by 4am or thereabouts.π
Don’t get me wrong, I believe in miracles but this our science sometimes beclouds my faith and this was one of those days. I scoffed inwardly, saying that such a prayer can’t work in someone who hasn’t made any progress in the last two hours.
The summary is that this baby was born before 6am. Of course I was dumbfounded. God passed His message though. Sometimes He defies regular science.
Peace unto you. God’s blessings. Do make of this what you will!π€
Surely he does..........
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