Three weeks ago we found out that our third child was breeched 5 weeks before my wife's due date. This same situation had occurred with our first child. They determined that their diagnosis was wrong. She really wasn't breeched after the ultrsound proved otherwise. The same situation was happening with our soon to be born daughter. This time two doctors from the same practice examined my wife and said the baby was definately breeched. Again we were asked to have an ultrasound to make certain. Breeched for those who don't know, is when the baby has it's butt or feet down instead of its head- which is the normal position for delivery.
We prayed for a few weeks that Mayson would turn in Ashley's womb to avoid a c-section but each week the doctors said she was still breeched. Our first two children have been natural births (with stuff for pain). I remember late one night, I laid my hands on Ashley's belly and prayed a prayer for Mayson to move and turn. I have a pretty weak faith at times and can be quite double minded (James 1:8), but shortly after this prayer I heard Ashley who was sound asleep, start to groan of an uncomfortable nature. I thought to myself; no it couldn't be the baby moving. I shared the story with Ashley, but our weak faith said, no our God who created the heavens and the earth couldn't make this baby he knit together turn in my wife's womb. What a weak faith we have! A couple days later at the ultrasound the doctors were amazed that Mayson had turned and was head down ready to come into the world.
Either the doctors office likes to make an extra $300 bucks on an uneeded ultrasound (ha!ha!) or we serve an awesome and mighty God. It reminds me of a song on my itunes that starts with the singer saying to the crowd and the Lord "Lord come and do a mighty work amongst us tonight."
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