So I'm finally stealing the time to type out the story of my labor. Forgive me for draggy parts and so forth.
*Warning*
Not for the faint hearted.
20th Oct, story of my life. Have been talking and coaxing baby to make his debut a little earlier, almost everyday since my last appointment on the 15th. Was feeling so dead tired of it all so I kept telling the baby to arrive latest by the 20th and even promised a HUGE HUGEEE present for him. Guess he really wanted that present really badly and decided to seal the deal :) (mummy still owes you that present darling, I haven't forgotten)
12.00am- I think I fell asleep around this time. Hubby was on the Internet I think and reading stuff. I remember being cranky and feeling EXTREMELY hot that day!! Hubby had promised to help a friend with a favor, and I got soooo mad and told him how unhappy I was and what if the baby decided to come the next day, he would be in a fix (the favor involved him traveling alot and he cannot NOT finish the task... which meant he would be away if I was in labor...) BUT seeing how deeply unsettled I was, he called his friend to explain the situation and his friend was understanding about the whole thing thankfully.
2.30am- Woke up and felt a terrible ache in my tummy and was sweating. (hubby told me that I was sweating alot in my sleep and I wasn't aware of it, he even took a cloth to dry my face) Sat up and realised that hubby wasn't in the room but the room lights were still switched on. Just at that moment I feel a trickle of water come out from mmmm down there. Immediately I thought that I must have accidentally peed, so I edged off the bed to get to the toilet and the moment I stood up there was a gush of water just spilling out from below!! LOL it was very much like a waterfall! To say I was shocked was an understatement. So I stood there and stared at the water pooling on the floor, it was tinged pink and had a weird sweet odour. Ok so it hits me, my waterbag had burst. I shuffled my way to the door and looked across the hallway into hubby's old room, expecting to see him in there or doing his prayers outside but he wasn't anywhere outside. So all of a sudden I was like...mmm Am I dreaming?? but as long as I stood there the water just kept on gushing out and I was just stunned stupid for a good few mins. Finally I decided to go to the toilet and see if he was inside, so I put on my robe (I was wearing a see through nightie thingy, LOL cos I was feeling extremely hot and bothered I thought that was the best choice!) and again shuffled to the toilet, knocked on the door only to be greeted by an unfriendly grunt from the man, he thought I wanted to pee but the moment he opened the door and I said my waterbag had burst, hahaha I can never forget his expression. He went into this robotic mode, he said Ok Ok and started getting changed while I sat on the toilet awaiting a fresh change of underwear. Anyway, soon enough we were on our way to KKH.
3.30am- Was wheeled in the delivery suite, can feel some mild contractions at that moment. (actually mild is not the right word, it should be no pain contractions compared to the real thing) A flurry of activity ensued, was attended to by a midwife and a senior nurse. After changing into a barely there robe, I had to fill up form after form and just lied on the bed awaiting the doctor and whoever else who was supposed to get this labor into action. The midwife came to check my dilation a few moments later and was told that.................HEY! NOthing Is GOING on Down Under!! basically cervix is still very much closed...sigh So they had to insert a tablet called Prostin to dilate the cervix. Due to the burst waterbag and I was leaking non-stop, they had to induce the labor because they were afraid of any infection that might occur while baby was still inside me.
4.00am- Nurse came in to check on me and I was beginning to feel contractions coming on. Was asked if I wanted an epidural and how the pain was....Well it was still bearable and I was soooo hoping that I could make it through without any pain killers...and sooo so soooo hoping that labor was going to be short and fast. Anyway, just chillaxed as nurse or midwives came in to check on me and administer stuff.
6.00am- OOOOO man is it starting to hurt..... but still hanging in there. Hubby been in and out, went to get food for himself and all I could do was watch because I was on drips and wasn't allowed to eat. Sux big time. Tried watching some tv and distract myself by talking, seems to work at the moment.
7.30am- I want to die. Can one die from labor pains?? well it hurt!! whoever said that it is like menses cramp but much worse was just being kind. It felt like someone was slicing me open with a knife and reaching in to pull all my innards out. It hurt like a BitCH! and I behaved like the ultimate bitch to Hubby, LOL. Everything he did was wrong, if he stroked my hand I got all mad and screamed at him not to touch me, and when he just kept quiet I got all agitated and said he didn't care. I even screamed at him to shut up...why? because he burped and I was having a hell of a contraction. Hey! it seemed to make the contraction worse!! Well, I was moving in and out of consciousness, it was like after every contraction I would pass out. So I decided to try the gas mask that was said to help with the pain. Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out...........wtf?? I'm not even the least light headed.
8.00am- Was crying through each contraction and hubby came with the gas mask again, trying to assist me in putting it on...... I took the damn thing and flung it over the bed...screaming "it doesn't bloody work!!!" soon enough I was puking yellow liquid all over the place. I was a mess.
9.30am- Need I repeat that I want to die? The doc finally came in to check on me, I was.....WTH just 3 cm dilated. I had another 7 cm to go before this labor will end!! Doc was saying blah blah blah that they were going to put me on drips Oxytocin to stimulate MORE CONTRACTIONS and get the labor going. Seriously, if I wasn't in labor yet, what were all those contractions for?? So I asked the doc, roughly how long was this labor going to take and was informed that I was going to have a LONG one, so what the hell, I didn't think I could live longer through the contractions and asked for the epidural. Doc seemed pleased and said that I could at least rest because not only did I have no sleep , I didn't have anything to eat either.
10.00am- Where is the F*&%$@% Epidural person??!!!?!?!?
10.15am- If I don't get my epidural soon, I think I might just kill someone.
10.30am- Ok so the anesthetist finally came, and she was blah blah blah-ing which I SOOOO wasn't interested to hear...come on just jab me with your huge ass needle and get done with it!! Was told to lean over the bed and when the lady said that it might sting a little I wanted to LAUGH in her face, if I wasn't in some major pain already I wouldn't have asked for the epidural right?? Anyway, just as they were about to administer the epidural, I felt another contraction coming on....then I heard the lady say "Now we are going to give you one dose first"....and voila just like magic my contraction DISAPPEARED!! oh the joy! no words can describe it!!
10.45am- Hubby came in and seeing the smile plastered on my face, I tell you he must have felt so happy too....that my reign of torture and terror over him is finally over!! LOL so the fun begins, we start snapping funny shots and playing around with stuff in the room...
11.00-1.00pm: still Waiting. A nurse (I think? she had red and blue bands across her chest...don't know what that means..) came in to 'help' me practice pushing. It was a hilarious experience!! Well for a first-timer she said I pushed really well, only that due to the epidural I've lost control or sensation of the lower half of my body sooo every time I pushed I kinda peed a little too.... lol sorry TMI. Well, the lady was sweet enough to joke with me and said just to let it be, just push as what's more important is to get the baby out, she said to just let it be even if I pushed and I had to shit...lol anyway she left me after a few practice pushes because she said the baby was still facing up (sunny-side as they call) so it was best to wait.
1.00pm-5.00pm: Oh god this is taking too long. Plus the pain was coming back and the Epidural was wearing out....damnnn
5.00pm-7.00pm: The pain was coming back and I felt intense pressure on the bottom, so I started to sit up....just at that moment the pain intensified and all of a sudden there was a flurry of activities. Nurses and on-duty doctors came in and starting fussing about, apparently my baby's heartbeat took a plunge by 50%!! I was given an adrenalin shot to bring the heartbeat back up and put off the oxytocin. It was a very scary moment and Asad almost broke down by the thought of our baby being in danger. Soon enough every hing was fine again and the wait continued...........
7.00pm-9.00pm: Doc came in to check and I'm at 9cm!! just one more cm to go but after a few more checks along the way it seems that I was stuck at 9cm....and the dreaded 'c' word appeared in the conversation.... CESAREAN!! doc said if by 10 pm and I'm still stuck at 9 cm they'd have to push me to the operating theater already...OH NO!! I was so upset and felt a flurry of emotions. I definitely don't want a Cesarean, it's cheating! lol no seriously, having gone through a really long labor and was already feeling extremely exhausted I really hated the idea, it's like I went through all that trouble for nothing....If I had wanted the easy way out and just be cut open I would have opted for a c-sect from the very beginning. I wanted the experience of giving birth to my child, the feeling is totally different from lying down and being under GA and having a doc get the baby out of you, you just don't get that first motherly feeling...well in my opinion anyways...
9.00-9.45pm: Epidural has more or less worn off completely and I can feel still incredible pressure bearing down on my "ahem"....Here I would like to express my most heartfelt gratitude to possibly the most amazing midwife anyone could have, her name is Mdm Selamah. Being a Muslim she read some prayers for me and really helped me through. She said that she was going to make sure that I wouldn't have to go through a c-sect. Well, she started making me push and even roped hubby in as a birth coach. Boy was it an experience! LOL! She was practically shouting at Asad to encourage and assist me in pushing. It was so amazing when minutes into this "exercise" she said that she could see the baby's head already , she called for Asad to look and he said he even saw the baby's hair.That one made the both of us smile...our baby was on his way... :)
10.00 pm- 10.14pm: Doc came in and he said he was amazed that I've progressed far and the birthing could start. I don't know if I can describe all that happened during this short period...there were lots of pushing and grunting. I can't remember how it went exactly but after some pushing the doc, midwife and hubby said that baby's head was already out but hey I can't see nothing going on down there what with my knees practically pulled up to my head! Again more pushing ensued and soon enough my baby boy came in to the world! :))) it felt weird...like having your insides slip out of you... lol! Asad was practically shouting "our baby is here jaan!" lol I still can't see anything from beyond my stomach but not long after I heard my baby's first cry. I truly loved and hated this moment! Loved the sound of my baby...but hated the fact that I can't see him!! Hubby even cut his cord and I couldn't see anything due to the position I was in....sigh (baby's cord was actually wrapped around his neck, was informed by hubby and the doc told us later on that this was the cause of baby's heart rate dropping... we are so thankful that he is safe) but luckily it wasn't long before he was wrapped up and placed on my tummy... :) The first sight of him, to be honest it felt real weird, my thoughts were...mmm so that's how you look like...and boy am I exhausted...hahaha then they took him away and put him under the warmer...
Asad was busy taking pictures and already our little boy was alert and bright-eyed. He looked around him inquisitively :) Then I breastfed him for the first time...oh I can go on how great the feeling was to hold your firstborn child...but you get the idea... :)
Anyway, he was soon wheeled out of the labor ward where he was greeted by loads of people!! lol my parents, my mil and sil and my 2 bestest friends had a chance to snap his pics...
Phew that was a long narration..hehe well I am extremely thankful that all in all my labor went well despite the hurdles and I managed to give birth naturally. (without any tears or stitches..yay!!) I'm thankful for a wonderful and supporting husband, thankful for the best expertise of my doc and on-duty midwives and nurses, thankful for all the doas from my loved ones during the labor and thankful for the safe arrival of my prince.. :) presenting...Abu Bakr Imtiyaz Ansari!
AYANNGGGG....muacks!!
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