Dear friends,
I had said earlier that i had carried my baby to term and went post date, yes i was almost three weeks past my delivery due date before i finally went into labour. Let me mention hear that i was a registered nurse but not a midwife yet but i really thought i was the female version of King Solomon…Lol!!. I learnt in nursing school that if one had an adequate pelvis {waist big enough to let the baby pass}, she will have a natural birth. Stupid me didn’t know about the rest of the midwifery emergencies.
On a particular morning about 3 am, this strange pain got me out of bed and as usual, my fine husband got up with me, we were excited; we were going to have our baby finally, our first baby.
He wanted us to tell my mum immediately but i refused, i needed to prove to my mum that i was no longer the mummy’s baby, so we didn’t..a conspiracy!!
To my greatest surprise, my mum and dad knocked on our gate a few minutes past 5 am and i was worried, didn’t want mama to notice i was in pains. She had kept my dad awake till about 3am , she felt it she said that i needed her. She was looking at me suspiciously all the time but it worked, i convinced her i was ok.
I had a very long and difficult labour, my baby was too large for tiny me but because i had done my pelvic assessment and got a positive result i knew i will deliver my baby naturally. When my doctor, a friend of my husband{now late} suggested a surgery birth, i literally threw a fit…. in retrospect, i think he should have insisted since he knew better but he didn’t. I guess he was too respectful and so i laboured until i knew i was loosing my strength. My husband eventually called mama almost 20 hours later, are we stupid or what???
I finally had an emergency Caesarian section and was delivered of a 4.2 kg baby boy. I had a general anesthesia and was knocked off for good. When i opened my eyes the very first time, my husband, my mum and dad were all beside my bed and i was so encouraged. I went in and out of sleep and at a point my husband told me that the baby wasn’t breathing so good and has been given some medications. I remember asking which medications and recommending some that i knew “Nurse Ada”
Finally, i opened my eyes when i heard some talking and behold, the doctor, my husband , my parents and a nurse all entering my room, i knew at once. I spoke before the doctor did because i saw him struggling with words, my exact words “Is my baby dead”, my doctor’s response, “Do you want to see him?” Of course, i wanted to see my baby and i did.
Friends, i saw my baby dead after all i had gone through, after all the expectations, the preparations, after loving him like mad even though from the womb. It was literally the worst day of my life but did i survive it?, i wouldn’t have been telling this story today if i didn’t. I don’t cry any more when i tell this story so please know that i am ok. It was many years ago.
I will tell you all about the struggles to survive, the things that helped and some of my regrets in my next post.
Thanks Guys…LOVE YOU ALL!!! and please stay with me.