This time last week, Stephen and I were sitting in the hospital. Days earlier we were told the baby was no longer in position and was chilling in the Frank Position. For those who don’t know, it’s when the baby’s butt is down and the feet and head is up. At 36 weeks who wants to hear that? Especially since two weeks ago, the baby was in position and everything was fine.
After checking thoroughly, they presented us with our options and had us schedule a procedure known as the EVC. Since I was already around 36 almost 37 weeks, they told me I need to have it done ASAP, so we scheduled it right away. Two days after we found out to be exact. The doctor tried to end our time saying, everything will be fine and I replied:” I know, my Jesus is going to take care of everything”! Throughout this journey, I’m learning that true faith is when you thank you him in advance while you are going through it. Knowing that he has it taken care of. That doesn’t mean that everything goes in your favor but you just have PEACE about it.
Stephen was worried, I’ve never seen him google something so fast in my life. By the time we got in the car, he had everything on his phone to explain to me even videos of the procedures. He knew I was scared, we both were. Sweet husband of mine took me thrifting to take my mind off things. Sure does know the way to my heart!
If I learned anything from elders is, when you need some serious prayer, have a list of prayer warriors on speed dial. My aunt happens to be one of those people. I asked her to start praying and after I hung up with her I made an emergency appointment at the chiropractor for an adjustment. Of course, questions like what if something is wrong or what if this procedure doesn’t work came in mind. However, I am training my mind to block those thoughts as soon as they come through. Don’t even give them a minute to marinate in my mind or distract me from focusing on what God has already done. I knew that if I wanted to see God perform a miracle, I had to walk as if it was already done.
Wednesday night I laid in bed on my phone, still googling things and I promise you it was nothing but the Holy Spirit that I stumbled upon this Christan website about childbirth.It reminded me of what I knew: watch my words, continue to speak life over this child and leave it to God for he had a plan for this before it formed in my womb, Jeremiah 1:5 || “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.”
I read an article that talked about playing music or allowing baby to hear soothing sounds. It will help direct the baby in the right position. I’ve played music for this baby all throughout this pregnancy so I downloaded a few more songs, one being the birthing song from Janet Angela Mills. This one spoke LIFE to me. I actually put it on repeat and placed headphones on my belly so the baby can hear it.
One thing I knew was that we weren’t going to talk about it and share it with everyone. Words are so powerful and I didn’t want to keep saying what those doctors said they saw, they didn’t have the final say. I didn’t even want to speak it and put it in the atmosphere. I had already received what I asked for, why talk about it?
That night, I prayed myself to sleep. Am I the only who does that?
It was in the wee hours of the morning when I felt the baby turn, no lie. I knew it had to be that. It was a little uncomfortable and woke me up.When I looked down at my stomach it was so lopsided, That never happened before, at that exact moment I started to pray and confess that the baby was turned. I cried out to him saying, faithful God, you are, Faithful, you know the plans for this child. I command this baby to turn in Jesus name! I started to Thank Him and pray. Just literally praying saying Thank You, God. You know this child belongs to you Lord. Thank you for allowing me to witness another miracle. Only something you can perform. God, we give you the glory and we will share this.
I woke up the next morning, went on with my day, not really talking about it but just staying positive. It was a good thing, my church conducted bible study night that night, I surely needed to hear a good word and receive prayer. As I was getting the kids ready for prayer that night, I explained to them what was going on and asked them to talk to the baby and say a prayer. Nothing like that good ole childlike faith.
Matthew: 8:20 || For where two or three gathers in my name, there am I with them.
Well, Friday, came around and our appt was scheduled for 7 am. I made sure everything was straight with the kids, wrote them a note, and left. My nerves were a little bad, my crazy self-ended up putting on too much oil on my face. Stephen and I were cracking up when I realized what I did.
After we checked in, I asked Stephen to turn on my labor + delivery playlist. Unfortunately, my pain tolerance is really low, so this is one of the ways I deal with it. It’s helped me get through 3 labors and any blood work I have to get done. It’s filled with nothing but gospel songs, ones I added slowly and surely over the course of 8 months.
We had to wait a few hours while they monitored the baby’s heart rate and everything. I tried my best to take a rest, but I couldn’t. Stephen, on the other hand, was fast asleep. The nurses and I couldn’t stop laughing at him making himself comfy on the ledge in our room. He does this all the time. LOL
One of the nurses came in and announced it was time to check the babies position before they began.To be honest, I was nervous at this point because the lady who hooked me up to the IV commented that the heart rate seemed high up and if the bay was down it should be lower. She should have just kept that comment to herself. As she began to check on the ultrasound, I closed my eyes, I just wanted to hear words at this point. I remember opening my eyes because she wasn’t saying anything, the room was quiet. She was checking the screen and dropped her hand. The way she dropped her hand, I’m like GREAT, but all I heard was this baby is IN POSITION, head down. Tears started to flow and I mean flow and I said GOD IS SO GOOD TO ME. I sat there and cried while she continued to check and make sure everything else was okay before they released me. She asked me did I want to see the screen and I was so overwhelmed by God’s faithfulness, I declined, in that moment, I couldn’t stop thanking him. I cried SO HARD.
I decided to share this today because it was on my heart to do so. I’m not sure who needed a reminder of God’s faithfulness but here you have it. Let me also add that I know that our pregnancy scare may be nothing compared to what other families may have to go through. However, this post wasn’t created to compare, it was to just share another moment where God is faithful. HE moves all mountains, small and big. Thankfully, he knows us so well, that HE gives each of us what we can handle. Hope this blesses someone out there.
Want to leave you with these two scriptures:
- Declare his word Isiah 55:11 || so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it
- Beleive: Matthew 21:22 || If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.”
- Childlike Faith: Matthew 18:3 || And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.