And it hasn't disappointed! I have been caught up with the moving stories of love and tragedy, whilst at the same time being very very relieved that Zoë Grace was born in 2011 with all the medical advances which have happened in the last 60 years!!
Last week I had morning coffee with a lovely old lady from my church; she was a midwife in the 1950s but in Liverpool and the west of London. Zoë Grace and I spent a lovely couple of hours listening to her stories; one memory involved sitting on a houseboat for a night with a woman in labour followed by a breakfast cooked by the father-to-be before handing over to the next midwife.
One of my favourite ways to fall asleep is with my thumb in the middle of a book! That was how I fell asleep last night, having just read about the birth, and survival, of the premature baby of Len and Conchita Warren. The words that stuck in my mind are:
"Several times in those post-natal months I though of that dreadful night when he was born, and remembered Sister Julienne's words to me as I left. 'God be with you, my dear. I will pray for Conchita Warren and her unborn baby.' She had not just said that she would pray for Conchita. Nor had she assumed that the foetus would be born dead. She had said, with equal emphasis, that she would pray for the both. In fact, she prayed for us all."Psalm 139 tells us how important a foetus is to God:
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
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