Midwifery, Joyce and Angel

When my job of being a midwife sink into my mind and heart, I knew that this is not just a job.. it is a calling. As I was starting to see birth complications and handle things on my own without a senior supervisor beside me I knew and realize that I am going to handle a big responsibility. Life and life!

Last friday, I was on night shift with ate Joy. We had a patient named Joyce who was endorsed to us from swing shift. Jamie was extending a couple hours in taking care of her so she was not endorsed to anyone of the night shift for 2 hours. But since it's getting late Jamie's sleepy and she's still has no signs of labor, so Jamie endorse her to night shift and ate Joy took her since I have a labor also. Joyce started to push around 2pm. It was really a hard and long pushing. After more than an hour, Joyce gave birth, the baby cried but after few seconds the baby started to turn blue and having a weak cry. We deep suctioned the baby and did PPV (Positive Pressure Ventilation) as well to help the baby to breath but she gets worse as minutes passed, so we decided to transport her and refer to the hospital. I left them at the Pedia ER with a nurse who is looking after the baby already with the baby's father and Joyce's aunt.

After 2 hours the Joyce's husband came back and reported that their baby did not survived and died. Andro was asking us for help to explain and tell Joyce what happened. So when Andro and ate Joy told her while she's at the postpartum bed,I just knew that she know it already through the burst of her cry. I really felt so bad at that point because of the "what if's" and things that could have done earlier for that patient and her baby.

That was my first time experience for almost 4 years of being a midwife. I thought at that time that what if I was not called to be a midwife? I would not have experienced feelings of guilt or taking responsibility of someone else's life other than my family's BUT I guess I am not just a midwife by profession, but a midwife in spirit. I am not only called to be midwife physically, help mothers deliver their babies BUT also assisting spiritual birth and helping newborn Christians know GOD more.

That incident gave me the chance to be more connected to our patients. To give care not just with their pregnancy but also with their spiritual needs. After everything was settled with Joyce's place we were able to visit their house, comforted their family with our presence and our prayers. And assured them than there is a life after death and that though it was such a short time there baby "Angel" is in GOD's hands. Safe from all the corrupt things of this world.

Everytime situations like this come, since my little brother passed away, every child that dies I would often think that he's got more playmates up there right now and more saved souls that's praising GOD with him. Eternally saved, and forever with their Creator.