After losing my first child, I was told by a leading doctor that I would lose the second if I didn't stay in bed during the pregnancy.
In my sorrow over the loss of the first child, and my fear of losing the second, I was led to ask a Christian Science practitioner for treatment. The doctor's verdict was banished through prayer, and I experienced great joy and freedom until the seventh month, when it appeared that the child was coming forth. I called the practitioner and told her of the extreme pressure and pain and my feeling that everything was going to drop. She then reminded me of the verse in Deuteronomy, "Underneath are the everlasting arms" (33:27) and urged me to rest in those arms. I felt so comforted and relieved to hear that there were arms to lift me up that I said, "Oh yes, gladly!" Immediately all pain vanished, and I rejoiced at the strong uplift of thought I felt.
I had engaged a doctor to be present at the birth, and he visited me the day before the delivery took place. Although he told me I would carry the baby for two more weeks, it came the next morning.
