The rest of the week was far brighter. I moved to the maternity ward and have gotten to see two babies be born so far! The first birth happened 15 minutes after I entered the ward on my first day—quite the welcoming experience. Seeing the new life emerge and hearing the little boy’s first cry I almost began to cry myself; this is what a miracle looks like. My third day on the ward, things got even more exciting… I delivered a baby! I applied counter pressure, gave an encouraging “Sukuma, Mami!” (Push!), grabbed that cute little head, pulled out each shoulder and caught the infant. It was a healthy baby boy, weighing in at just under 6 pounds. Taking part in this experience was easily one of the most gratifying and life-changing things I’ve ever done— I ushered a new soul into this world.
This week reaffirms my decision that I’m interested in being a NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit) nurse after I graduate before I go get my Master’s in Public Health. Nothin’ like the miracle of life.
The baby I delivered
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