Jakob is the best thing that’s happened to us this year 2016 despite the challenges that we have been facing right now. He came out of the womb and experience the outside world at 2:45pm on the 16th of January, the day after my mother-in-law’s birthday and on the day my mother celebrated her birthday. How cool is that?!
On the eve of my delivery, at around 8pm-10pm, I and my other pregnant friend were surprised because our friends gave us baby shower. Blessings poured out on that day. We shared laughter; we ate and opened our baby gifts. Later that night, laughter died down as we found our way to bed.
But past midnight (around 1am), I felt cramps at the back of my hips. This gave me discomfort during my sleep. I thought it was just Brixton Hicks contractions. But these were at a 5-minute interval. Good thing, it was not that painful but it really disrupted my sleep. I did not sleep well until the morning. I didn’t eat well at that time because I didn’t have the appetite. Sometimes I felt like vomiting.
And at 10am in the morning, I decided to go to Prince Court Medical Centre because the cramps just wouldn’t go away. We hurried and took my hospital bag, which was already prepared when I was still at my 26th week of pregnancy and went directly to the hospital. We arrived 10 minutes later. By the way, I was in my 29th week at this time.
Then, we directly went to the labor room, as instructed by my OB when I still had my regular check-ups. And a nurse brought me inside and let me lay down the bed. Only my husband accompanied me as only one visitor could come with me inside the labor room. My mother, my mother-in-law and my sister-in-law waited outside the room. The nurse had me strapped with a medical apparatus which I believe would measure the strength of my contractions. And when she already had the info what she needed that time, she then reported to my OB and later came back with the instruction to do the needful. At first, she inserted something inside my rectum and squirted some fluid which would make me poop all that’s left in there. After a while, I discharged a watery poop. Later, she also injected me with something which, she said, would speed up my labor and would make my contractions stronger. After a few minutes, I felt these contractions becoming stronger and more frequent.
Every minute, the pain became unbearable. I thought grabbing the shirt of my husband would ease the pain that I felt at that moment. But I was wrong! The nurse in charge kept on asking me if I would like an epidural or an injection that would ease the labor pains. I was so brave that I told her no. I would like to feel the pain of natural childbirth not knowing that the intravenous fluid flowing through my veins was continuously adding strength to the contractions and could later give so much pain afterwards.
By 1pm, I could feel something was already coming out. So, I asked the nurse to measure how many cm I was dilated. She told me it’s still 5cm. I can’t believe I still have a long way to go. We still have to wait 10cm before I could push. But the pain I still could manage. But after maybe around 30minutes, I really wanted to push. The nurse checked, it was still 6cm and said it was not the time to push yet. It was too early. In my mind, I said, “What?!!! It felt hours of pain already but still 6cm?! Gosh!” After a while, the pain was getting even worse and more frequent. So I thought of having myself injected to ease the pain. So the nurse did. But it was too late. I could not catch my breath anymore. The nurse gave me some kind of oxygen to breathe. I felt like at that time, I was half conscious and half unconscious. My husband always asked me if I was ok and I always gave him a thumb up. He was worried sick so he always asked the nurse if my condition was normal and if I was ok. The nurse replied to not panic and that I was ok. But suddenly the pain was so unbearable that a little while I passed out. And I woke up again hearing myself screamed and shouted because of pain. I could hear my OB and two other nurses inside the delivery room already telling me to push, when not to push, when to get ready to push and when to stop pushing. The pain was really awful, I would say, because I didn’t expect it to be like this. I even shouted and screamed at the top of my lungs but managed to shout it in English. Just so you’ll know, I am Filipino who’s comfortable speaking my own language. But I want the people inside the delivery to know that the pain was so excruciating that I felt like I was dying. By the way, this was my first. I really had no idea. I thought it was the end of me. But not yet. Not like this. I was still going to have a baby who’s gonna need me. I still wanted to experience the joy of being a mother to a son.
And suddenly, the pain died down. I could hear my OB telling me to keep still because he was going to have me stitched. Then, slowly, they placed my little one on my chest. At last I am mom now!” I could not contain the joy seeing my little one. (Image below is my Jakob, our adorable Jakob. And beside him is the oxygen that helped me breathe.)
I wanted to cry but could not. The pain I felt got me confused. I never heard my baby cry when the labor was over. It must be of the horrendous pain that I felt. My husband told me that the first thing my baby did was pee” After having skin-to-skin moment with my little one, he was put in the nursery. Then a nurse cleaned me up. She told me that I was overmedicated. I believe it was the intravenous fluid that made the pain so unbearable. Another nurse instructed me something about the patch that I was going to wear and my baby as well. But I could hardly understand her. I was still in shock of the pain. I really needed to rest. But when my mother, mother-in-law, and sister-in-law were already allowed inside the delivery room, I was ecstatic to tell them everything that I went through. I literally lost my mind. Hahaha. But only for a while. By the way, I really admired the 2 nurses who had supported me all throughout the labor. They encouraged me and thought me how to endure the labor pains.
One thing that I learned in this experience is you really have to discuss with your OB beforehand the consequences of the medication they will inject in you. Because after I delivered my baby, he told me to consider an epidural next time. I should have known what an induced labor was. I remembered him telling me that. Always ask your OB everything that you don’t understand. Do not hesitate! By the way, Dr. Paul Tay was my OB and he was actually very good. But anything can happen no matter how good your doctor is. One thing that also contributed to the horrendous pain of my labor, as the nurse said, I was overmedicated. The other nurse who initially took care of me got me overmedicated and almost had me there at the end. But that won’t matter so much now because my little one is alive and healthy. That’s what matters the most now. And by the way, do not forget to say your prayers for a safe delivery! Remember to practice your breathing. You can many videos on youtube. Focus on the prize (your little one) and not on the labor pains.