My First Birth Story
On 26 Dec 2019, I woke up at about 5AM to pee but I was greeted by a bloody show on my pantyliner. I stayed awhile in the toilet so my husband checked on me and told me to catch up on my sleep cause I will be needing the rest. I was about to shut my eyes when I felt the 1st contraction half an hour later. I had a feeling the baby might come soon so I decided to get up, do laundry and have a decent meal brought to me by L the day before. At 7AM, I had vaginal bleeding. Thankfully, I have a gynae appointment at 9AM and we’re being told that I am 3cm dilated and we can check into the labor ward in 2hrs time.
At 2PM, I was already settled down in the waiting room. Contractions are still very mild and I was getting sleepy. Despite that, I tried to walk and move around as much as I could, hoping that I would dilate faster. At 4PM, they fixed an IV drip to increase my contractions. At 5PM, I was only 5cm dilated. Dr. Aziz burst my water bag and he was expecting full dilation by 11PM. My pain score was still very low up till the time I was transferred to the delivery room at 7PM.
From 7PM to 9PM, I was trying very hard to endure the strong contractions. I was toggling between groaning in pain, squeezing the bed handles and deep breathing. Eventually, I gave up and requested for Pethidine injection at the thigh. My husband had to continuously gas me up for another 2hrs or so. That made me knocked out almost entirely. I started talking nonsense and couldn’t remember the situation in the delivery room.
At midnight, finally, I’m fully dilated and started pushing at every contraction. However, I ran out of energy and was too drowsy to be giving my best. The nurses kept shouting at me to push harder and occasionally I would shout back at them that I needed to rest. The baby’s head is still not descending any further.
About 40mins later, Dr. Aziz asked me if I would like to do an assisted delivery with vacuum, which I agreed immediately because I’d try anything before having to resort to caesarean. He fixed me up, snipped my V and get me to push as he pulls the baby’s head out. The contractions were too strong, even the snip just felt like a mere pinch.
Within 5 minutes, I safely delivered the baby on 27 Dec 2019 at 12.49AM, on my third push. The placenta was then delivered, I didn’t feel that either. I had to be stitched up in the inner part of the V and surface stitches around the anus. 20mins later I had skin to skin with my baby and breastfeeding a little while before I was moved to the normal ward at 2AM.
I thought I might start crying when they place my baby on my chest but I did not feel any sort of overwhelming emotions at all. I do feel awful for that but the pain that I had to go through for the past few hours was torturous and I was too exhausted to feel anything else. Nonetheless, it’s unbelievable that I managed to pull through. And I remember telling myself, I am not going to have another baby! But on second thoughts... maybe I don’t mind experiencing the whole thing all over again.
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