A patient walks into the clinic, and as I am next up, I bring her over to a bed to evaluate her labor and vital signs. I normally take out the fetal heart Doppler with only the thought of where I will locate the heart beat, always taking for granted that they will be present. But this time, something took place this week that made me think... Beth, one of my classmates who's currently in Tabuk, had a stillbirth this week. No heart tones could be found, and an ultrasound confirmed what was dreaded. As midwives we all know at some point we will each possibly face these difficult circumstances, yet again and again we take for granted each miraculous birth wherein God provides health and life.
As I slip the Doppler over the mother's "baby bump," I breath a sigh of relief as I hear the rhythmic beat of the baby's heart- 144, 136, 140... I can't take this for granted...
We live in a world that continually questions and blames God when something goes wrong, but never seem to give it a second thought or bother to thank Him when things do. Each day our own hearts beat about 30800 times, as He continues to faithfully provide us with life and health. Each day is a gift from God...