I Didn’t Choose Midwifery – God Did

So if you don’t know already, right now I’m blessed to be in an accelerated nurse midwifery program. Not a nurse yet, but I will be in a few months and then it’s 24/7 midwifery school life. If I’m being honest, I can’t even say I chose midwifery, it’s more like midwifery chose me… and God’s been trying to get my attention about it for over a decade! Typing decade out made me feel better because it didn’t make it seem as long. But let’s be real, I was out here being disobedient for 10 years!

I remember walking on campus during my sophomore year of undergrad when I first felt that nudge. It wasn’t loud or dramatic, but I knew it was God whispering, “This is what I created you for, to walk alongside women and help bring life into the world. Switch your major to nursing”

And what did I do? I ignored it. I told myself I wasn’t ready, I didn’t want to start over, that it was too big, too hard, too much. I had other plans. I became a doula thinking, “this is good enough, here you go God”. EXACTLY! Now that I look back on it, that was actually disrespectful. How do you ignore God’s instructions and then tell Him, “this isn’t what you asked for, but it should be good enough to appease you”

Fast forward to grad school. Different season, same whisper. God said it again: “Midwifery is where I’m calling you.” And sis… I still didn’t listen. I came up with every reason why the timing wasn’t right — the finances, the years of school ahead, the weight of the responsibility. Deep down, I was scared.

So I went on with my own plan, thinking I could put the calling on the back burner. But here’s the thing about God: when He calls you, He doesn’t change His mind. GOD KEPT CALLING! And I was annoyed. Midwifery just kept coming back around — through conversations, through opportunities I wasn’t looking for, through that tug in my spirit I couldn’t shake.

Ten years later, after all the detours and delays, I finally said yes. And let me tell you… it wasn’t because I suddenly felt ready or brave. It was because I got tired of running. I realized obedience mattered more than my perfect timeline.

Now that I’m walking in it — the studying, the late nights, the tears, the weight of what this work really means, I can see that God had been preparing me all along. All those “random” experiences, the seasons that felt like setbacks, the lessons in surrender… they were all shaping me for this.

Midwifery didn’t sneak up on me. I’ve known in my heart since I was younger that this was my purpose. I just needed God’s push — okay, several pushes — to finally move.

Saying yes wasn’t easy, but it’s brought me a peace I didn’t have when I was trying to run my own plan. This feels like coming home to the purpose God spoke over me years ago.

So if you’ve ever felt God calling you to something that scares you, here’s what I’ve learned: you don’t have to feel ready to be obedient. Sometimes the biggest leaps of faith start with just admitting, “Okay Lord, I hear You… I’ll go.”