Life: Birth Story of TT

The details are getting a little fuzzy now that TT is coming to two months, but I will try my best to pen down his birth process.

After the ECV process, I was under constant stress. I worried about TT turning back up and whether I will be able to rush to hospital in time now that I feel a constant pressure down there. I remember two Sunday before his birth, I was having consistent but not painful contractions during dinner. I asked Chubby if we should make a trip to the hospital. Not wanting to take the risk we went down after arranging for my sis and BIL to send the elder two home. But alas it was a false alarm. Even the gynae commented that the signs look so real, but I wasn’t dilating. And he mention that we did the right thing going to the hospital.

The days following I was practically “stuck” to Chubby. I took leave and went to Chubby office instead. This is such that he can send me to hospital directly should I go into labor. It was actually a nice time as I can send the kids to school too. And I have time to bond with Chubby over breakfast and lunch. Thankful that Chubby office is quite relax about me being there, although one of his colleague did mention that he sees me more than Chubby at his cubicle (LOL).

The night before his birth was the day my helper was due to return from her trip back home. When she called to arrange for the transport back, Chubby even joked to her that baby was waiting for her to be back before he comes out. And indeed after Chubby got back home from fetching our helper, I was feeling constant but non painful contractions again. I waited for a while more this time to see if they get more painful, but it didn’t. However I wasn’t feeling very well (maybe also because I was down with stomach flu). So I decide to wake Chubby up and head for hospital.

When we reach we chance upon a father whose wife just delivered their 3rd child. We asked him how long they took and he told us an hour since admission. I was hopeful that mine will be fast too so I don’t need to take epidural.

When I was finally put into a labor ward and strapped on the CTG, the midwife asked Chubby to prepare for admission. But we thought we should do all the check first in case it’s another false alarm.

After the nurse strap me up and did the dilation check, she told me I was only about 2cm dilated. But baby heart beat is low. This send me in panic mode. And maybe because of this the midwife was also less friendly and told my husband to prepare me for admission as it looks unlikely I can go back. She didn’t provide us with more info.

When I had a different midwife coming in to do a check, I asked her if everything is ok. She mention that baby heart beat is low, but my blood pressure was low as well. This could be the cause of baby low heart beat. I asked her if hunger will cause all these? She replied maybe and asked if I’m hungry. I told her yes as I didn’t had much food before bed. She gave me a cup of Milo as that’s all I could take in case I need to go for surgery.

Immediately after the Milo, baby heartbeat went back up though not to the common values I see. The original midwife came back in again. This time she was more friendly, probably less stress now that things have stabalize.

By morning the contractions were actually getting lesser, but I felt them to be more painful. So the waiting game continues. There was also a change in shift of the mid wife and I’m glad the “new” midwife was much more friendly.

By 11am (about 12 hrs after we arrive at the hospital), the pain was getting more intense. The nurse did a check I was dilating and I asked for epidural, cause it wasn’t as fast as I expect. I was very scared but the mid wife was very nice and gave me lots of encouragement. I even told the anesthesian to stop when I feel the needle poking. But he says he can’t cause the needle is already inside. To think this is my 3rd time but I’m still a boo boo.

After the epidural, I was much more relax and just waiting for baby to come. Indeed the dilation were very fast once it got past the 4cm mark. And soon my gynae was called in to prepare the delivery.

Unfortunately, the epidural was so good that I couldn’t feel a thing. I didn’t even know my water bag burst or I pooped on the bed. They tried to lower the epidural but I still don’t feel a thing. So my gynae says we just try. When they see the contraction coming (via the CTG), they told me to push. Maybe because of experience I actually was doing it right unlike my first time. My gynae even commented that this is using pure imagination to give birth. Lol.

With that, in about 2 waves of contraction, TT was out. This time round I didn’t get to check the gender myself as the midwife blurted it out. Nonetheless I was glad the delivery was smooth after all. And this should be the last time for me already.

Happy now that our family is finally complete. 🙂

Our complete family

The Birth of Loi Loi

I didn’t tweet or FB my status when I was in labor. Cause I didn’t want to get everybody excited. Although I did ask Chubby to inform my mum so she can prepare her leave. And he went on to inform my Sis too, who updated her FB status. So did Chubby who posted a photo to indicate I was in labor. Okie, I’m going out of point. What I wanted to say is, because I didn’t tweet or update my FB status, the timing here is not 100% accurate. Although I did post up some private post in my blog. So here it goes.

Sunday

Evening
We brought Zai to Chubby’s grandma place to let him foster some bond with his great-grandmother. We had our dinner there and invited his aunt and cousin over to our place after that, since his cousin haven’t really been to our place before. And I was also helping his cousin fix her computer so that she can upgrade her iPhone to iOS5.

10 pm
By this time, I have already finish fixing his cousin computer. And his aunt and cousin left short after. Chubby came out of our room after “tucking” Zai to bed. During this period, I felt some contraction. I put it off as I have been feeling contractions for the past week. Chubby and I proceed to watch some videos before we retire to bed. During the show, I feel contractions on and off. And some were more painful than what I normally feel.

Monday

1+ am
I feel stronger contractions. And the pain was quite severe that I feel the pain travel from my womb to my back. I start to wonder is it because of the epidural that I took during Zai’s birth that is causing my back to have such a pain. I told Chubby about it. He couldn’t sleep for fear that I’m going to labor. I told him no. He should grab some rest cause it might be some false alarm. Like what happen the last time, where I had contractions for the whole night and it stopped the next day. Besides, I told him I will need sometime to time myself, so I won’t be going to the hospital so soon. And if I’m really in labor, he will need the energy to send me to hospital and see me through, so its better for him to grab some rest now.

Starting from then, I timed the timing for the contractions. It ranges from an interval of 8 minutes to 10 minutes. Some pain were stronger and some were lesser. But they were rather constant. But still I put it off, cause like I mention previously, the last time I also have contractions throughout the night but it stopped when its close to the morning. I tried to grab some sleep but the pain is killing me.

3+ am
I woke up and started playing with my iPhone. Cause I couldn’t really sleep. And I remembered the last time when I started doing somethings, the contraction actually went away. So I was secretly praying that this would help and the contraction would go away. But it didn’t.

4+ am
I tried going back to sleep. I actually was able to “fall” asleep in between the contractions. I guess I was really tired. Although each time the sleep is less than 10 minutes.

5+ am
The pain is getting on my nerve. I secretly hoped that I was in labor so I can take epidural and the pain will go away. But my logical thinking is telling me this might all just be some false signs. I started talking to my baby. And told her if it is a real labor, please break the water bag. She obviously ignored me.

6 am
I couldn’t stand the pain anymore. I was also worried that the pain has lasted the whole night, whether baby is in distress. So I told myself maybe I should go take a bath and wake Chubby up if the contractions persisted. Besides, if I delay any longer, we might meet the heavy morning traffic. So “up” I got and packed in the remaining stuff that I have yet to pack into my hospital bag (this is how unprepared I am). I ate some biscuits as I was feeling hungry already and took a shower. I was again secretly hoping that the pain will go away after the shower.

It was less painful during the shower, but the contractions remain constant. I got dressed and all prepared and I woke Chubby up. Telling him that the contractions were constant and maybe we should just go to the hospital to check. But like me, he also feels that this is some false alarm again. So he was asking if I could wait till the morning traffic is over. I was quite tempted with the idea, but again the pain is making me real uncomfortable. But in the end Chubby make the decision himself and decides to get up.

7:45 am
We reached the hospital, and we are still “arguing” which is the lift nearest to the delivery suite. The other time when my gynae asked, Chubby was still so confident in telling him that he remembers. But when he pointed the direction to me, I feel that it is wrong. Luckily there was a security guard who saw us and pointed the correct direction to us. And it proves that I was right. So up we go to the delivery suite.

As usual, they will ask what is the symptom. So I told them there was contractions. They took my weight and brought me to the delivery suite. Its delivery suite 3 again. The same delivery suite as Zai.

I was asked to change into the hospital gown and to test my urine. When all is done, they put strap on the monitor. Till this moment, we both still feel that this is going to be a false alarm again. The staff nurse saw my contraction reading and did a check on my dilation. I was 3 cm dilated! So she confirmed that I’m in labor. We were both very surprise.

Then as usual, they gave the soapy water for me to clear my bowels and asked if I want to take epidural. I thought for a split second and say yes. Cause I welcome the thought of relieving my pain. 😛 So I was left to empty my bowel while they get prepared.

9+ am
The anesthecian came and started to administer the epidural on me. Either I was not tired enough or I have got use to the pain. Cause I actually wasn’t able to lie properly for him to inject. I jerk every time he touches my back. Which makes things difficult for him. As a result, I got scolded by him and the mid-wife *sulk* and got “poke” twice. I seriously don’t remember having such problems the last time I had my epidural.

Relieve came over me when its over. I can still feel the contraction somehow, but its no longer painful like before. I feel this epidural is very different from the previous time. Previously I couldn’t feel anything. Even if the contraction is coming, I don’t have much feeling. But this time, I can feel the contraction although its not painful. And maybe that is why the delivery is more smooth.

The first thing I said to Chubby after the epidural is that “I want to be man in my next life. If there is a next life”. 😛

10:03 am
I had my breakfast. I was worried that I will be taking epidural in the morning that I didn’t have any food, except for the biscuit in the early morning. So I requested for food and my gynae actually allow me to have food only after my epidural. So finally I can have some food intake!

12 pm
The mid-wife came to measure, 7 cm dilated. Hope the last 3 cm will be fast unlike that last time. Where I took 2 hours to dilate 1 cm.

12:53 pm
Still waiting. Hope this time round the wait will be shorter. Zai took 15 hours from water bag burst to her birth, how long will this delivery take?

1:09 pm
The water bag burst. Chubby notified the mid-wife who came in and measure my cervix. Still 7cm only. More waiting to come. I told Chubby to quickly have lunch before I really want to deliver.

2:16 pm
I pooed on the bed. I felt bad, but I wasn’t able to control, especially when I had epidural. I informed the nurse to come clean up. She helped and told me that this means that I’m continue to dilate. So I guess its normal. She measure my cervix and I’m 9 cm dilated.

2:30 pm
I felt the urge to push already. I told Chubby and informed the nurse. She called for my gynae and start the remaining of the preparation. She set up the bed and told me try pushing. This is my stress part because I did badly the last time. Chubby had to keep reminding me that its just like passing motion. At this point, my epidural has also just finished. And like I mention previously, I can actually feel the contraction and urge to push. So I did the push and I think its really successful. Cause Chubby says he can actually “see” me pushing and the midwife also say I’m good. But I was told to stop. Cause I need to wait for the gynae to come. Who will reach in 30 minutes. *faint*

3:15 pm
Finally the gynae is here. In between, whenever the contraction come I have an urge to push. So I was so relieve to finally seeing my gynae. He wore his gown and sat down. When the next wave of contraction came, I was told to push. I did. And seeing the contraction isn’t over yet, I was told to take another breath and push again. And I did the third time as I was told. And quite suddenly, I feel the baby “come” out. I was surprise cause it was so fast and easy. Unlike the first time where I feel I’m going to to be ripped open down there.

So in one wave of contraction and using just 3 push, Loi Loi is out. As usual they will place it on me before cleaning up. The first thing I look was at her face, then the next was her sex organ. Ha. Chubby didn’t even notice her sex. Guess he too was shock that it came so fast. Until the mid-wife wants to carry her away did she mention that its a princess. And Chubby then check out her sex. Hahaha. I guess we both are very surprise that its a She.

After this is the usual cleaning and measurement. I was really hungry then since I didn’t finish my breakfast and didn’t have lunch. I was given a hot drink, but I puked it all out. I guess its the epidural. The side effects of it. So I didn’t have food until dinner, by then I was famish.

This delivery was much smoother and cleaner. There was less blood and less pain. Unlike the first time, where my first reaction was “I don’t want to give birth anymore”.

Does this mean I will have 3rd baby. Unlikely but not impossible. I guess the pregnancy stage is the one that is putting me off. Plus age catching up, its really not easy. And I also don’t know how to “share” my love between the two kids let alone 3. But they always say, 2 is difficult but when it is the 3rd one, it gets easier cause you are use to multiples. Really?

The Labor Part II

Finally on 9 March 2010 at around 6pm while I was seated in front of my lappy surfing the net, I felt the urge to go toilet… before I can stand up, I was "leaking" already… i quickly stood up, thinking I couldn't control my urine… but as I do that, more water came "gushing" down.. i knew it.. my water bag has burst… cos the water was clear and it was really a puddle…

Lucky my HP was within reach… and surprisingly I was quite calm… I think the false alarm(s) have trained me well… i dialed my hubb number and ask him where he is.. cos he is suppose to be home hours ago.. and he told me he was downstairs cleaning the car *faintz*… i told him my waterbag has burst and ask him to quickly come up…

I then call out to my younger SIL who is the only person in the house.. she came over and helped me clean up the water while I go to the toilet and wash myself up…. as I have already taken a bath before that I didn't take another one again although I was tempted to…

hubb was back home soon, and called my MIL as our dinner is with her… luckily she is reaching home soon… so we waited, took our dinner, hubb took a shower before we head down to the hospital… and I gave my gynae a call to tell them I won't be in for appointment that day as my water bag has burst (and i just changed the appointment like an hour before my waterbag burst… *duhz*)…

we reached the hospital at about 7pm+, was put on the CTG to monitor my contractions and my dilation was measured… only 1 cm… *sighz*… so the long wait began…

my contractions were still irregular for the next hour or so.. but the pain is getting more… i was feeling pain in my rib cage and lower body… even have to get my hubb to hold press on my rib cage to help ease the pain… still the pain was bearable…. and by 10pm, I was only 4 cm dilated…. i was like O.M.G…. this is going to take very long.. and I'm tired already… so I make the decision to go for epidural after struggling with the idea for hours… initially wanted to go all natural.. but i think i'm dilating to slowly and its going to tire me out (and bear in mind that I didn't sleep well the night before also)… i'm not sure if i will still have the energy to give birth by the time I'm fully dilated…

till now, I never regret the decision… after the epidural was given to me at about 11pm, i was more comfortable.. the pain in the rib cage is still there but more manageable as i don't have my lower body pain to add on… and I think hubb is the happiest, cos he got to rest and no need to press on my rib cage for me… he was able to sleep almost all the way until 5am plus in the morning.. while i wake up in between because of the pain and also because the nurses have to come in to check my dilation…

and my dilation was slow.. about 1 hour 1 cm.. and when it reaches about 8 cm.. it gets even slower… takes 2 hours and I just reach my 9 cm….. even with the epidural, I was getting a little fustrated with the slow process.. my gynae even called in the morning to check why I'm taking so long… 😛 he tot I would have popped already…

by 7:30am, the mid-wife came and say that I should try pushing as I was about 10 cm dilated… so I tried… but I was doing it all wrong… maybe because I'm on epidural plus i hardly constipate, so i really dunno where to push.. the mid-wife was not helpful at all too.. she is so discouraging.. just say you are doing it wrong, you should push down there… i'm like WTF, this is my first time you know… and she is like just doing a job and not helping at all.. unlike the mid-wife i met the night before.. i think they are nicer….

so by 8:30am, the mid-wife just gave up and told me not to push anymore since its already an hour… she will call my gynae and get him to help out… i felt really lousy then… and i think the mid-wife is just doing a show.. she just wanted the gynae to do job… *sighz*…

about 15 minutes later, my gynae arrived… he checked on me and had the same comments that I'm not pushing it the right way… but he was more encouraging… and by the 2nd contraction after he arrive i was improving already under him… this make me hate the mid-wife even more…

but my improvement was enough.. so in the end he has to use forceps to help Zaizai come out… and the funny thing is when he was pulling him out nobody told me he was half way out already.. not my gynae not even my husband… i almost wanted to give up at that time cos i feel like i'm tearing apart down there already… the first tot i have was I don't want to give birth anymore…

it was so painful that i make some noise… and i was scolded by that stupid mid-wife to keep quiet.. i mean i know "screaming" makes me loose energy, but its a form of pain relief.. and there is no need to scold me lor… really hated the mid-wife… cannot repeat anything more than that…

and "soon" it was over….. Zaizai is out… and hubb gets to cut his umblical cord and they put Zaizai on my body…. i felt like crying.. not so much "touched" that I have given birth to a human being.. more of a relief that its over… hahahahaha… i'm so inhumane..

my gynae continue to "work" on me while they clean up Zaizai and take his measurement… all this while, the reality still haven't sink in… i'm just tired and relief… i haven't feel the joy of seeing Zaizai yet… is there something wrong with me?

after a while all is over and we were left in the delivery suite to wait as the ward is not ready… and my first tot? i was very hungry… i ate very little dinner the night before.. for fear that I need to go for ECC and also I would puke from taking epidural… so hunger came in… hubb could even go for breakfast while i stayed in bed waiting for lunch to come and could only sip on Milo…

after tot? now that Zaizai is 2 weeks old.. i think reality still haven't sink in to me… i'm still like have I given birth to Zaizai? his my son? I felt quite "normal" except for the fact that I need to feed him regularly… maybe because he is still small… i can't play or interact much with him yet? i dunno…

will I be having my 2nd one? of course i would although the pain is really intimidating… but that will be another 2 years.. before that, we have to work out our sums and make sure we can afford.. 🙂

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The Labor Part 1

The labor process has to start telling from 28 Feb 2010…

Before that date, everything was fine and normal for me… I was still reporting to work and my boss keep saying things like "please do this this this if you haven't give birth"… and I was still telling him its still a long way to my EDD… not so soon… I have been feeling tightening of of my stomach way before that… I didn't know that was contraction until the Friday before (26 Feb 2010) where my gynae who is doing my check up for me told me about it… he even mention that there is no need to panic unless this contraction become regular and painful.. which i wasn't experiencing any at that time…

Then came the fateful day of 28 Feb 2010… I woke up in the morning and went to wash up as usual… and to my surprise I had some "show" (i.e. blood flow at that area)… from what I understand from my gynae, ante-natal class and forum reading, I know that there is no need to rush immediately to the hospital… as a "show" can happen weeks before the delivery… nobody know exactly when… so, I waited… I dare not eat too much for breakfast as I'm afraid the I will pop any moment… but the day pass on without any more "signs"….

Came Monday 1 March 2010… I realise that I have more discharge than normal… I'm not sure if that is the "water" from the water bag or just normal vaginal discharge… i called up the clinic, they told me to wait and see if the "water" gets more or if I have regular contraction… took the day off that day in case I really pop (and FT tot i tio the 10 million toto)… but waited for one day, the "water" never increased…

So I decide to go back to work on 2 March… hubb keep suggesting that I take leave to stay home but I think I should walk more to help in my delivery…. that night we brought forward the gynae appt from 3 March to 2 March… and I was "scolded" by my gynae for not informing him about the water… but he later did a check and confirm its juz normal discharge, although it is a bit watery…

3rd March, I was back to work… After having my breakfast, I went to toilet and realise that my panty is wetter than normal… i'm not sure if its the discharge again or just a water bag leak… called up my hubb and decide we should head for the hospital… just in case… he went home to bring our barang barang, while I waited in office… but as I wait I realise that I'm not getting wetter, so I suspect that it might just be the discharge.. so when my hubb arrived, I asked him if we should still go to the hospital, I dunno how we came to the conclusion that we should just go… so I told my colleagues and headed off to the hospital, causing a small hoo-ha among my project team mates…. and it turn out to be a false alarm… contractions were not regular, and test of the "water" prove to be just normal discharge… so we were out of the hospital 2 hours later SGD70+ poorer… 😛

because of this, hubb suggest I take leave from now on… actually I wanted to continue working, cos going to work will make me walk more and also get my mind off the labor… if I stay home I really have no idea what to do.. and i'm getting more and more impatient… but since he is having a late meeting on thursday and he is afraid he won't be able to pick me up on time for work, I decide to take the thursday off and friday I'm already on leave for my HDB appointment…

4th March, in the middle of the night going to 5th March, I started feeling painful contractions… the contractions will travel from the womb area all the way to the back where the buttock is… initially I tried to ignore it.. but i just couldn't sleep… so I took out a watch and start to time my contractions… it was quite regular… every 8 minutes it will come once… but if i wake up and walk around, the contractions become less regular… this lasted from 1 am till about 5 am… I was quite clueless of what to do… cos our HDB appointment is 9am… if I go into labor now, what is going to happen to our first appointment? I woke up my hubb and told him about it, he told me to try going back to sleep and wait till our hdb appointment is over… and so i tried… and surprisingly I was able to fall asleep for 2 hours before I wake up again to go for the HDB appointment…

5th March, dragging a very tired body, we went for our HDB appointment.. during the period we are still contemplating whether to go directly to hospital after the appointment.. but the contraction became irregular.. so we decide to head home after the appointment… and guess what? evening period when I went toilet, I realise that I have more "show" than normal… my whole pantyliner was soiled… I quickly called my hubb, who have just step out of the house to go for an evening meeting, back…. at the same time I tried calling the clinic.. but they are closed for dinner break… so we decide we should head down to the hospital… i took a bath, prepare all the things make a final call to the clinic and finally someone picked up… talk to the gynae, and he told us that unless i'm flowing like a 2nd day of menses, otherwise, its still okie… so false alarm… we put our things back and carry on the fustrating wait… during this period, my MIL was very kan cheong… keep asking us why don't we go to the hospital… during their time, once you see red, you go to the hospital…

6th March, I keep having contractions on and off…. but not regular enough.. and when I'm in pain, my MIL will ask me where pain, how pain.. and this question will be on repeated mode throughout the day and the days that follow… she was getting a bit on my nerve.. but I know she meant well… so i tolerated… 😛 we still went out in the afternoon to do some shopping… hoping that by walking more will help me go into labor faster… and also to get my mind off the whole process… during the day the contractions came quite regularly…. so we were like contemplating whether to go to the hospital again… and my MIL feels that we should.. in the end we tossed a coin and decide that we should just go in and have a check to have a peace of mind.. cos I'm feeling less of baby's movement also… and of course its a false alarm.. i'm not even dilating yet….

7th March is like the day before.. contractions coming in as and when… no more further signs… and i'm getting more impatient and fustrated about this… and the lack of sleep also heighten my fustration…

8th March, I went back to work… the security guard ask me why i'm back and not resting at home… I told him i need to walk more to help my labor.. he told me to take care… and when I went out for lunch.. he even call out to FT and told her to take care of me.. so sweet of him…. and the day just pass on with irregular contractions… i would be talking half way and will pause to wait for the contractions to be over…

9th March, I called in the morning to tell my boss I'm going to take MC… cos I haven't sleep the whole of the night before… and was too tired in the morning…. I rested for the morning… and took a nap in the afternoon while my hubb went to work… then at around 5pm+ my hubb told me he will be back soon, although in the afternoon he told me he will be in office for only a few hours.. but again he dragged on… then at about 6pm after I just took my shower and was sitting in front of my lappy surfing net, the thing happened…

to be continued….

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