... and I'd say a short prayer to thank God for letting me be a part of it all.

One of my favorite rotations during training was the Nursery rotation.  As a "catcher" your task for an entire month would be to "catch" newborn babies as they are delivered. 

Each time the toxicity of catching twenty, sometimes thirty babies in a 24-hour period had passed, and I finally had some quiet time to myself (usually during the short walk home), I'd look back to the day that had passed....

The goal was to make the newborn's transition from life in the mother's womb to life in the real world as smooth as possible - by keeping him warm and dry, stimulating him to breath, and then when all's going well, introducing him to his mom so that he'd latch on and begin breastfeeding. 

It was such an important role, being one of the key persons to welcome an infant into life and to help ease the mother into her new role as a parent. 

... I'd think about all the drama, the emotions, the miracles that I'd been surrounded with...