My Favourite Yellow Skirt And My Labour Pain

 

                 My Favourite Yellow Skirt and my Labour Pain

That night was not as easy as expected. I got my labour pain at 10.30 at night but it was not so intense. It occurred at a frequency of every 5 mins and I was sure this was the start of labour. I dint want to go to the hospital as it would be too early and the doctor would not wait too long as well. 

I would say the complete journey of the labour was shared equally(to be frank more than 50%) by my husband. 

Dec 5 2017:

As I was in pain for every 5 mins, there were soothing words and a gentle massage from my husband throughout the night. He also made sure that the pain is not very intense and asked me each time if we need to start to the hospital. There were also other signs of labour nearing and I was preparing myself mentally for the wonderful experience. It was 4 in the morning, I had read in many articles that a warm water bath would be supportive and I managed to do the same and I came out to the living room. 

I chose to wear my favourite yellow skirt.. :P

It was 5.30 AM, I called my sister who was in chennai to start immediately as I wanted her to be my side and she was so wanting to hold the little one immediately after birth. 

I also called my sissy's friend who was doing her medicine final year to confirm on the symptoms and also double checked with my dear aunt whether these are the real signs of labour. 

My mom saw me sitting fully dressed up to the hospital and was shocked completely as she did not know that I was in pain for the entire night. There should be enough stamina for this day, so I had a filling breakfast coz I dont want to be out off energy when in labour. Hubby, Dad and myself started to the hospital as my mom was packing the stuffs. The hospital was just a 10 mins drive away. 

The doctor examined and she said that I will deliver the baby within evening. So the point is after the 12 hrs of sustainable pain there is six more hours pending. 

As I was sitting in the reception, waiting for the admission process, I called my sissy to confirm whether she neared our place and asked her to come straight to the hospital. 

We then took the lift to the first floor. There were two ladies who asked if I am the patient waiting for delivery and started giving good suggestions. They were like, the pain will be awful but don't ever insist a c section to the doctor just because you are unable to bear the pain. This pain wil last for hardly a day but he pain after c section is for a lifetime. And they also said that there will be a frequency in pain, if it pains for 2 mins we will be relaxed for 1 min and other related stuffs were also explained. 

It was 10.25 and the nurse handed over a slip which had the word 'Delivery Kit'. As he went to the pharmacy downstairs, the nurse started preparing me for the next process. 

I had to change my attire to a comfortable one, and was waiting for my mom. I am now all set and the pain injection was given through drips. Enima was given, the stomach cleaning medico. I had to run to the washroom and back to the bed with the pain accompanying me as well. My hubby had to do all the assisting work and he dint hesitate even a second. He is a blessing in disguise, I would say. 

And yes, I am into delivery pain, the most intense pain that anyone could bear. It was 

11 AM and the pain reoccured every 2 mins and lated for 3 mins. My hands were tightly held by my Dad who was sitting beside my head and my hubby was giving a gentle pat on hip as the pain was as though I should remove my hip and place it aside. 

My Mom is not a strong person and she could not afford to see me suffering in pain so she did not enter the room. 

The nurses wanted all the gents to move out and asked my sister to enter in. The birth canal cleaning process was to take place and was a complete red show. It was painful indeed but I was following some strategy to overcome the pain. :P. I was suggested that if we deeply concentrate on the pain, it's intensity and it's trend we would feel a bit relaxed, and yes, it did work out well. I was able to cooperate well with the nurses which assisted to reduce the time of labour pain. My sister became completely exhausted after seeing the internal processes and fainted in the room. She has to be given extra juices to steady up and again my dad and hubby took their positions back. 

The hospital where I was admitted was an extraordinary place, they had a neat procedure and only when the patient in 90% ready they will move to the labour room and call the doctor. The nurses were all well trained. 

After 2.5 hours the nurse told, she is dilated to 8.5 cms and we should move her immediately. 

I was asked whether I need a stretcher or I can walk into the labour room which was a few yards away. 

I preferred to walk which I thought would give me some confidence. When  I came out, I saw my Mom walking swiftly to and fro in the verandah, people looked weirdly at me as I was walking comfortably into the labour room. 

I had an idea of how the room would look as me and my hubby visited the place a day back to just make ourselves comfortable. I was laid down and the doctor came in. I requested the doctor to allow my hubby in as I would be comfortable and relaxed if he is with me. She is an awesome person and nodded with a smiley face. My hubby is now in and stood bear my head holding my hands. 

The doctor then explained me how I should push the baby out. The pain comes in a frequency, when there is pain I should hold my breath and push with full force. In fact I had some strategies here as well as explained by my aunt's daughter.:P I should not breathe out while pushing rather breathe in. 

First Try:

First time when I got my pain, I informed the doc and started pushing, with all people around supporting me with words like PUSH, PUSH, PUSH.. The effort was in vain, the pain is gone and I have to wait for the next pain. 

Second Try:

The second one was also in vain and the doctor was like, 'ennama neenga'. You should cooperate a little more. I was a bit afraid as I know if I become tired and not able to put effort, there would be suction tubes to pull my baby out or I might enter into c section. I made up my mind to do it in the next two times and also decided to start pushing only after 10 seconds when the pain starts so that the intensity of the pain will support me as well. 

Third Try:

Now my strategies seem to work out and the doctor was like 'Good Good, extraordinary..' And hubby was telling me that the head is now visible and a little more effort is required..but I lost energy this time too.. 

Fourth Try:

The doctor told this time when I putting my effort the nurse would put some pressure on my tummy which would ease the baby out. There was a small cut made to make enough space for the baby's head to move out. This time I had some soothing touch over my head by my hubby and he said we can do it this time for sure and he seemed to be tensed. I chose not to see the doctor or the proceedings around as I am very allergetic to blood and scissory stuffs. It pains and now I started pushing and the nurse gave a hard push on my tummy and the people around went on saying.. Good, come on, extraordinary, avlo dhan, vandhutanga.. Etc etc.. I sensed  a heavenly feeling when the baby moved out and there we are..!!! The beautiful cry of the baby and the voice of the doctor said BABY BOY.. 1.35 PM.

I now opened my eyes to look at my hubby to ask, 'Vicky, are yu OK with a Baby Boy' as my hubby wanted a girl. He was literally in tears and said 'Thambi romba azhaga irukan' and started kissing me.. Doctor was in all smiles. 

The gyno profession is such a noble one and we are really very grateful to my midwife. 

Baby weighed 3.22 kg they said and my hubby was asked to move out as there were other stuffs to be carried out. I dint see my baby yet as the paediatrician was observing him. He was kept under respiratory guidance. 

There was 20 mins of post delivery processes which was painful indeed but I did not feel the pain as I had the bliss of hearing my son crying out loud beside me. 

My parents and sissy were allowed to see my son and my sister came running to me saying,

Sumi, Thambi azhaga irukan di with teary eyes.. 

Everyone went out now and as my baby was being nursed, he shouted APPA APPA twice and nurses and others there were shocked to see him cry like that.. It was a big shock for me in fact when one of the nurse told, ur mom has suffered so much to bring you out and you are shouting APPA.. :) 

My eye power is to be blamed now, I asked the nurse there to show my baby and she lifted him but my poor eyes needed spectacles now. 

I asked my mom to bring my specs and saw my son who was 10 feet away from me now in a respiratory observer. After half an hour, the beautiful journey of motherhood started as I had to feed my little one. When mom took him away from me after feeding, this little one caught my finger tightly. No other situation can ever match this feel which I was experiencing. 

It's true that when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest form of love you will ever know.. 

I am double happy that my son is born on my hubby's mom's birthday and he would not miss his mom hereafter as she is now going to be with us forever and forever in the form of this little champ. 

We are naming our little one AMUDHAN (my MIL name being Amudha) as decided earlier. 

#BabyAmudhan