Haaapie first Birthday to me! Birthday or no birthday, mamma is once again ousting me out. She says its the perfect day to share our birthing story! For once I think I will agree…
The “home run” was just kicking in – I was 37 weeks pregnant. We were barely into “full term” – I was starting to sit back and finally enjoy my pregnancy! We had just got around to packing our hospital bags and wrapping up my office work.Of course, the home run meant the nights were extra long what with those pains and groans.
It was early hours of 2 Feb. My in-laws- who were camping here to welcome their grandchild – were supposed to make a flying visit to Chennai and be back in a day or two. I heard my FIL complaining of a tummy bug – I remember being vaguely worried as he had just finished a kidney stone surgery.So guess my horror when I woke up to – what my pregnancy laden brains thought was – “tummy bug”! I never thought it was nature’s way of preparing the body for delivery!
Anyways there I was talking with my dearest Sabs (Ho! what would I have done without her during this pregnancy) when the “Show” happened! Of course I was so clueless about what to expect, that off we went (with Mom, husband and Sabs) to hospital-we even hurriedly put together a hospital bag.The junior doctor examined and declared it to be the “show” and sent us packing telling us that considering it is my first delivery, the labor can set in sometime next week or so! So we came back home, unpacked the hospital bag and settled in. But the feeling of uneasiness continued .
It was around nine at night. I was picking on my plate of roti while watching the series “Monk”. It was then the pain started hitting me in waves. After the false alarm in the morning, I was skeptical if it was indeed labor pain or not! But the pain did not show any signs of abating. As luck would have it, we could not get through to the hospital either!
Slowly the interval between pains started reducing and we decided to head to the hospital. It was the same battalion as morning. I remember crying out every time the pain hit – little did I know that this pain would seem like a dream in just a few hours! It was close to midnight by the time the duty doctor examined and confirmed that I was indeed in labor – I was already 3 cm dilated. They ask me to settle down as it was bound to be a long wait ….. Ha ha! But my little fella had other plans!
Funnily they expected me to lie down on a bed and labor peacefully – This when along with waves of pain I have this urge to poop poop poop! All I wanted was to sit on a potty – but there they dragged me to the bed and fitted this damn NST machine to monitor my baby’s heart beats. And then they were very unhappy as I wasn’t being very co-operative – they expected me to not roll around when the pain peaks – ya right! This husband of mine wasn’t very co-operative in the beginning – he tried ganging up with those nurses and tried placing a hand on my mouth so that I do not scream **** very funny *** And there was Sabs wondering aloud why I opted for it … as if I had a choice 😀 Ho this battalion of mine were as clueless as me!
Just then they got this brainwave to prick my water bag – the duty doctor did not seem very happy with the amount of fluid. This was surprising as even the scan done the previous week had shown enough fluids! In the meantime, they kept saying my labor was proceeding like a dream – I was dilating soon they claimed. But trust me, it didn’t seem like that for me – there I was begging for a epidural. It was a good 3-4 hours later that they consented
I remember the doc asking me if I was feeling comfortable post epidural. And I remember telling him its not still all hunky dory! I think the doctor rolled his eyes and wondered how labor can ever be “hunky dory”! Just as I thought I would take a quick nap, these nurses came along and declared I was ready to push. It was hardly 5 in the morning – I never thought things would progress this fast! I think I crawled into my own “la la land” as I was rolled into the pregnancy room – honestly I was too overwhelmed to feel anything I guess.
After a few half hearted attempts at pushing, a couple of nurses descended and literally started pushing the child down – I know it sounds horrible but I believe its a standard practice. The next thing I know, I see the doctor handing over a bloodied baby to the pediatrician. I did not know what was happening, all I remember was asking “Is that my baby? Why isnt my baby crying?” I was in a daze and asked, “Is it a girl or a boy?” When the nurse half murmured “It’s a boy” I remember rolling it around my mind and mouth telling it to myself “Ho A boy!” I know it sounds all scary but trust me at that time I was numb! By then came a shrillest cry that lightened the entire mood.They told me they had to clear his air passage – thankfully it was all fine and did not warrant any visit to Pead or NICU. I was later informed that they had to use forceps as baby was in distress
But the moment I will treasure for life is when go to hold my baby for the first time. My eyes hungrily feasted on every sight of my perfect little boy!
Muah kannaaaa.. you have made my world a much much happier place to be in!
“Making the decision to have a child – it is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. ”