Few days from now, I will turn 8th months pregnant with babyS. One month to go before the BIG day. And I couldn't contain my excitement, nervousness and all other emotions, which keeps me awake at night (sigh!). But I just decided to let go of those ghosts and leave everything to God's plan. I know, I am in good hands. And as daddy R told me, "Nakaya mo nga kay D, e di mas kaya mo na ngaun kay S". May point siya right?! So instead of worrying, I decided to just remember how I brought a wonderful baby boy into the world, last January 18, 2012.
Yes, this was almost four years ago, but my memory on my 22 hours at the labor and delivery room was still vivid, until the time I heard and saw my little boy, crying his lungs out! My OB said, "Sabi ko na nga, paghawak ko pa lang sa kanya, alam ko ng makulit tong bata na to!", now I am excited about her prediction with S.
One week before the D day, a saturday to be exact, my OB said I was 1cm dilated. That got me excited, pero as my OB said, I can still go to work, as long as I don't feel any pain in the morning. So I still went to work for the rest of the week. I was desperate to deliver D via painless normal delivery, so nagpatagtag talaga ako.
The next saturday, I was 3cm. Still no pain. My OB asked me if I wanted to be admitted, I still refused, I wanted to feel the pain or actual labor before going to the hospital.
On monday, I went back to my OB, I was 5cm then. Still no pain. my OB even panicked that I was alone during the check-up. She's then pleading me to be admitted. But I insisted to wait for the pain, mala movie ba? ung maiiyak ka talaga sa pain. So then we agreed just to update her, when I felt the pain I was expecting. Then when I got home, there's the bloody show, but still no pain. Only the occassional tightening, and some back pain. I didn't sleep the whole night because of anticipating the pain, and for the big day. Daddy R is in Baguio, and also waiting for my go-signal to come home.
Tuesday morning, being impatient that I am. I decided to gave the signal to R to go home. To be admitted, get the medications to speed up my labor process. I hated the waiting game and succumbed to my anticipations. Tried to walk around the village pa while waiting for R. By 4pm we were at the hospital, and I am still 5cm! I was wheeled to the labor room, with the tests, IEs etc. I envy mothers who are being transferred to the delivery room one by one. But I just kept on praying and sleeping lol. Still no pain. I even slept thru the night, just occasionally waking-up if they need to do some test and IE. but still no progress. I could hear the nurses talking about my slow progress, and only if I can reach the 6cm mark, they will do a technique to help me.
Wednesday morning. Still in 5cm. Still no pain. By 10am, by OB arrived, popped my water bag. Kept on telling me that we can still do normal delivery as planned. (But later on, Papa said they were advised that if no progress until 2pm, they might to an emergency CS since I am also running out of water, which might put us in danger) By 11am after they broke my water bag, I finally felt the most anticipated pain. But still tolerable. Sideways position and deep breathing still helped. They hooked me into a monitoring machine, and by 1pm, after they performed an IE, I heard the nurses calling my OB and some staff to prepare me to the delivery room. And finally, this is it! At the delivery room, I met my anaesthesiologist and all other nurses, busy prepping me, but I couldn't care anymore because from time to time I feel the pain from my tummy to my back, like 5x of a menstrual pain. They taught me how to push, but I just do whatever my body dictates me. Then my OB said, "It's time, push whenever there is a contraction".
1st attempt --- failed,
2nd attempt --- something in the bed fall out! they all laughed, umeeksena din daw kasi hung foot rest.
3rd attempt --- everyone is silent waiting for my contraction, pero antagal dumating. Then finally, I shouted (yes, sumigaw talaga ako) "Ayan na!"
And after one last strong and long push, I heard D's cry. I saw him crying, my beautiful baby boy came to the world at exactly 2:11pm. I didn't know if I cried too, but I feel asleep after. I remember waking up and sleeping again a couple of times feeling the stitching, cleaning and changing my hospital gown. My OB said they did the unang yakap, but I barely remember it. D crawled to my breast and feed himself immediately daw.
I woke up from a dream full of colors and rainbows by 3pm. Just then I realised I survived the battle. I thank God, and Lolo D for the guidance, and look for the nurse because I feel so sore down there. She assisted my and told me that I will be wheeled to my room by 4pm. That was the longest wait for me. I still remember watching the ticking of the clock.
Then by 4pm, I was reunited with daddyR and then finally with our first born D.
Now, I know better with S' delivery. I believe that I am more prepared now. But then again, I lift everything to God's plan. So please continue praying for me.
G,
