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instruction made sense during those four hours in the delivery room,
because her heartbeat was stable- until the last ten minutes or so- inas-
much as she had pooped in utero (only when the doctor was cleaning
me up after her birth was it apparent that it was grade 3 and not the
grade 1 we saw when she broke my water), she had her cord on her
neck, my mid-pelvis was narrow and so she kept on coming forth and
going back because of the space limitation.

Usually, each patient is assigned one nurse who takes care of you for
their entire 12-hour shift and will do all the vaginal exams and assist
the doctor during delivery if the shift is not over by the time you go in.
However, because of how long this had taken, a few others would come
in to check on and encourage me, among them an experienced nurse
named Beatrice.

Eventually, the doctor asked to use the vacuum to help pull her out. And
when the head was out, she got shoulder dystocia! At that point, several
things happened in quick succession: My husband almost fainted, God
reassured me through His powerful presence in the room and our birth
partner, Kiji, or Mother Eagle, as I like to call her, who was receiving
from Him throughout this process and talked to me in gentle whispers,
the doctor called out the name of God and in the same breath said,
“McRoberts Maneuver”, and nurse Beatrice reiterated the same, and
the entire group of people who were in the room jumped on me. My
legs were folded and thrust up to my shoulders and my upper torso was
brought to my knees… and with one last big push; with every ounce of
energy I had left… we heard a loud cry! What a sigh of relief for every-
one in the room! Behold, with her eyes and hands wide open, fulfilling
yet another Rhema concerning her birth… Zara Thandiwe!!!

Fast forward to June 2020, God and I are having a conversation. I had
asked Him, “What happens after Surrender?” Here I was referring to

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