My due date was a week away and so was my wedding anniversary. We were excited to welcome our baby on our special day, but babies have their own plans!
The last-minute shopping left me tired and by the time I reached home, I was already having a backache. I couldn’t sleep properly that night but thought I’d be fine if I took some rest.
When I woke up, I didn’t feel any better. As the day progressed, I realized that the pain was not continuous but rhythmic. That panicked me badly but I decided to monitor it for some more time.
I tried to take a nap after lunch but I could not. The pain increased and so did my anxiety. I finally called up the hospital and gave them a detailed description. They asked me to wait at home till the contractions got closer but if I was really anxious I could go for a check-up. I definitely chose the latter option and in an hour’s time, we were all at the hospital.
At the reception, they asked me if I needed a wheelchair to which I said no but kept wondering how would I be able to walk when others required assistance. They guided me to the check-up room to monitor the contractions and heart rate.
The hospital bed was comfortable and I felt better. Though my anxiety was over, I could see the anxious faces of my hubby and his mom sitting quietly by my side! While we were all waiting patiently in the cosy room, we suddenly heard a scream in the adjacent delivery room. We looked at each other as she continued to scream and I started wondering again, how is it that I am not screaming, is this a false labour?
After a while, the nurse checked the details and said that my mucus plug has dislodged and I have entered into early labour. I panicked again. She asked me to go back home and take good rest as this was too early to get admitted. She also told me to keep monitoring my contractions and return when they were 10 minutes apart and gave a medicine that would help me sleep better.
That night after dinner, I took the medicine and with numerous thoughts in my mind and discomfort in the abdomen. I didn’t realize when I fell asleep.
Next morning, I had my last routine check-up before my due date and I wanted to go for it to ensure everything was fine. The doctor examined and said the dilation was of 3 cms and I would have to wait till it became 10 cms to be able to deliver. It was going to be a long process and the doctor insisted on keeping my mind diverted. She explained in simple terms, if there are more happy hormones in the body the pain hormones will not trouble much. So keep yourself happy, watch funny videos, think of happy memories and remember, “Labour is tough but women are tougher.”
That did instil some confidence in me and I returned home happily watching the beautiful snowfall on the way. By now, the pain had intensified, it was not just backache but my entire abdomen was affected. I kept religiously monitoring every contraction in my mobile app.
I was unusually silent and didn’t feel like watching any video or thinking of happy times! My hubby constantly helped me with a hot gel pack to ease my backache and while doing so, we both noticed the fear in each other’s face. He did try to divert my mind by starting a silly discussion on which funny videos shall we carry with us to the hospital and his list also included our wedding video!
The medicine helped me take a nap but when I was awake, I realized the contractions were getting stronger. It felt like needles piercing my abdomen and I could not talk or walk during contractions. I suddenly lost all confidence, it was difficult to bear the pain and I started crying. The contractions were still not close enough to go to the hospital but the pain was severe and so we decided to leave for the hospital before it was too late.
I could not even stand properly and somehow reached the parking. When we reached the hospital, I asked for a wheelchair and then I realized why at the reception they were offering me one last evening!
I was directly taken to one of the delivery rooms. By now the pain was unbearable and I started groaning in agony. The nurse was very sweet and tried her best to make me comfortable. She tried making me sit in different postures, helped me get out of the bed for a walk, made me lie down in the best possible manner but all in vain. Truly speaking, nothing works!
After a while, the doctor came for a check-up and said my dilation was still 3 cms. That was devastating to hear; I had been in labour for almost two days now and still, there was no progress. My doctor gently placed her hand on my forehead and said, “It takes time don’t worry. We’ll try something else to make you comfortable.”
I was then asked to try the bathtub for sometime. Yes, the warm water was definitely soothing but only till the next bout of contraction. When the pain triggers, it doesn’t really matter whether you are in land, water or air! It is unbearable.
My hubby and his mom were silent like never before. I couldn’t see them clearly and by now, I couldn’t even breathe properly. I felt like I might die the next moment and so I somehow told him to ask for an epidural.
The nurse said she would take at least half-an-hour to make all the arrangements and for that, I was brought back to the bed. I was thirsty but I couldn’t even drink water as the contractions came gushing one after the other.
I was examined again and by then the anaesthetist was ready with the epidural. I was glad to know that the dilation was now 5 cms. I was completely drained out and required help to sit for the procedure. Moments later, I started feeling better. The pain was gone, my legs were numb and I was breathing again.
I was exhausted and wanted to sleep and even my family got some time to relax. I had no clue what time of the day it was but the room was dark and cozy and I slept.
Soon I woke up to a sudden chaos in the room. I saw the nurse, doctor, anaesthetist, a few more medical staff and my family all standing around me. I thought may be its now time to deliver the baby but the doctor said something else.
There was a sudden drop in my baby’s heart rate and the dilation was at 7 cms. For a normal delivery, we had to wait longer but with this heart rate it was not possible and so the doctor suggested a cesarian delivery.
I was scared, upset and anxious all at the same time and prayed for my baby to be safe. I was soon taken to the operation theatre where only my hubby was allowed. By now I was impatient, I wanted my baby to come into this world soon. While they carried on the operation, I started feeling cold. I could barely keep my eyes open and started shivering. They covered me with a warm blanket and immediately after that I heard the magical first cry!
My baby was born. The ecstasy of that moment is beyond words. I couldn’t hold back my tears when I saw my hubby walk towards me carrying our bundle of joy in his arm.
Every child is unique, so is every childbirth story. The memories of it will remain fresh forever.
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