The Birth Story - Part One
Alhamdulillah, with all His Might and Mercy, our first born has arrived safely.. and i'm recuperating nicely (i hope).
I've dreamt about writing this story for so long, at each time i didn't know what it would feel like. Happy and joyous, for sure.. But now that she's here, there's no other word to describe Allah's gift other than a blessing. Truly is.
It started on Friday, 22/11. My estimated due date for popping her out. Weeks leading to this date was full with anxiety, which date and when being the main concern. Being first time would be parents, we wondered and waited for any sign at all.. Be it lower back ache or contraction..we are ready.
Or so we thought.
I have to admit, i was pretty scared she would pass her due date and bring us to induction. I have heard and read too much to even want to think i had to be induced. Logically, anything forced doesn't feel good, isn't it? So i prayed i would give birth earlier - a day, a week, 2 weeks... Any date is better than surpassing that 22nd.
But.
But who are we to determine such things.. I had that sneaky feeling come Thursday morning. That feeling which told me i now have to face induction, since my contractions were not regular. Yes, i felt the pains alright... Just somehow it subsided before i can spell regular.
So the much awaited Friday came. I was heavily pregnant, with water retention so bad my legs actually look shiny for the skin was stretched! Off we went to see my gynae, who had earlier issued pre-admission letter from past 2 weeks! Yeah i was expected to deliver early but up to that fateful day, baby was sitting snugly inside.
Few minutes after sitting down, my gynae told us the possibility of induction is very high since she would not let the pregnancy extend more than a week. I was already 40 weeks on Friday, and the further the pregnancy goes, additional risks can be expected. She did say we would have to come to PCMC daily for CTG if we were to wait it out. It wasn't a good news, but i have foresee it thus slowly i started to nod.
We then proceeded with a lie down, this time with a vaginal examination - the infamous poking to see how much a labour is progressing, cervix dilation etc. It was my first, and oh boy.. Was that a finger or a knife?!
She began the sentence with a tone that took the birth process a different route.
"Your pelvic outlet is too tight"
I was clueless so she then googled a pelvic bone model. In layman terms, she simply said the baby would not be able to pass the canal. There and then.. It doesn't take much for me to put two and two together, that i'd have to be operated.
My heart sank.
She continued by saying there were 3 factors pointing towards a risky vaginal birth, should i so wish it: my bones structure, the baby size and the fact that i'm overdue. Oh yes, on that day we found out the baby has grown off the charts.. Estimated to be 4.1kg! She said we can try induction, but yes the process would be long and stressful. I know that will not be good, and that wasn't what i want for the firstborn.
I had tears in my eyes as i nodded to proceed with c-section. It was overwhelming, to learn about my bones, the baby size (i couldn't believe she could grow that chubby) and to quickly adapt and get used to the operation plan.
"So which day would you like? How about Monday?"
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