06/09/2026
Save the date! Dr. Kia Conerway is praying on Friday morning on our YouTube Channel!
I remember the day I started bleeding in the middle of a conversation about a deep betrayal from someone I loved & going to the bathroom to realize my body might be betraying me, too. I should have been a week or two shy of 3 months, but every week…the baby kept being smaller than the predicted size & the day we went to check on the heart beat again, my doctor went to check me and said “I’m so sorry, but it’s coming out…” & she pulled the life right out of me in front of the ultrasound machine. It was a bloody mess. I just held Henry’s hand and cried. I walked through the lobby with shades on as tears streamed down my face.
I remember the day that we went to check the heart beat for the second baby in 9 months. She sent me to the hospital so that we could have a stronger machine. She really wanted this to work & kept checking on me. When they did the ultrasound, they moved the screen away from me and started whispering. They called in another person and then, another as they all looked concerned and whispered. One woman looked tearfully in my eyes, faked a smile & told me to follow up with my OBGYN. She told me that she was praying everything would be well, but we both knew she just couldn’t tell me. I looked up as tears rolled down into my ears and saw Timon & Pumba in the ceiling. I thought “how odd to have cartoons painted in the ceiling in a room where many women find out the babies in their wombs will never see cartoons.” The next day, 48 hours before ’s Disney trip, they intubated me, put me under anesthesia and pulled a baby from my body. I got on a plane 2 days later & held back tears for 3 days at Disney. Henry & I were crushed, but we couldn’t tell Harper.
I remember the second day in the hospital after was born & realizing that my left leg was still numb. I couldn’t feel anything from my pinky toe all the way to my butt. I was on a walker & waiting every hour for Physical Therapy to show up & relying on my husband to change my mesh panties every hour…as I wobbled to stand up straight, balancing on one leg over a hospital toilet crying because I didn’t know if I would be able to walk again.
I remember the third day in the hospital after was born & being wheeled down for an ultrasound of my leg to rule out a blood clot & getting left in the hallway with no phone, one leg to stand on and no one nearby for over 20 minutes. Eventually, two women would walk by in the distance far enough where I couldn’t see their faces, but close enough so that I could call for them. They came towards me and I asked them if they could find out when my ultrasound was starting because the aid left me locked to the wall and I couldn’t walk. Looking up to respond, one of the women locked eyes with me. It was her. The woman from the ultrasound room with Timon & Pumba…I told her there was a healthy baby upstairs. We cried together in that empty hallway. I had been waiting on help for 20 minutes because she needed to know all was well. She hugged me and said she was so glad I was there waiting because she never gets the good stories & always gives the bad news.
When they took me into the ultrasound room, I looked up and saw Timon & Pumba. I asked the young lady doing this ultrasound if all the rooms were the same. She said each room was different. I asked her was she sure. She said yes.
It was happening. I was in the same room & on the same bed where I found out the last baby wouldn’t make it and I had just hugged the lady who did the ultrasound. I testified to the new ultrasound tech as she wheeled me out. In the hallway, the woman who performed the ultrasound on my last miscarriage was still there. I told her that I was in the same room from before…and, she started crying again. The new ultrasound tech was in awe.
She said, “you don’t know this but not only did I perform the ultrasound when we discovered your last baby wouldn’t make it…but, I was there during your D&C when we took the baby. I had to make sure we got everything out. You were under anesthesia, but I was praying for you then, too.”
God had brought me full circle. And, even though I couldn’t stand on my own in that hallway…I was standing on prayers that kept me & would continue to keep me. That’s the God we serve! He didn’t leave me alone while I waited.
I’ve been praying fervently for women waiting in hallways, lying on operating tables, crying in ultrasound rooms, looking at negative tests, getting scary test results, poking themselves for IVF, bleeding out in public, waking up in a sea of blood or giving birth to a baby they can’t take home and I need to gather you for prayer. It’s a need.
This Friday, we are petitioning the throne. Let me be your ultrasound tech. Let me see what you can’t see and pray until you see what God has willed. This will happen on YouTube LIVE on The Well’s channel.
Babies are coming.
Be ready.
Luke 1:45
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