My birthing story

It was 6 AM on a Sunday morning, three days before my due date. It was too early to rise from the bed. I felt like peeing. Ordinarily, I would try to hold it and sleep through it. That morning, I couldn't hold it in. I got up from the bed but as soon as I put on my slippers, I felt like I really really needed to pee. You know that feeling when you've held it for so long already?  Then I felt a trickle, I still thought it was pee (yes, I thought it was gross too :p) so I still tried to hold it. But then liquid started to gush between my legs so I knew it was my water bag breaking. I still tried to hold it though. Haha! I was thinking, "Oh no, nagkakalat ako" I woke the hubby and my mom and told them what was happening. I think I was trying to wipe the floor because my mother told me to leave it alone and prepare to go to the hospital. They were in panic that I felt I was in a sitcom so I started laughing.

The hospital bags were packed. I had started packing a few weeks before my due date as advised by so many moms who have gone through this before me so all I really needed to do was to change out of my jammies. I went to the comfort room to clean myself up. There I saw that the liquid coming out was greenish. I have read a lot to prepare me for the coming of my son. I knew he had pooped. And I knew, I would most likely be up for a CS delivery. I still had hope though, I could very well be dilated already. But I did not kid myself. I felt no labor pains.

When we got to the hospital, I told the residents that the fluid was green as I had told my OB earlier. She was there 15 minutes after we arrived and told me I was only 1 cm dilated and we could not wait.

Though she had been reassuring. I still can't help but feel a little disappointed. There was no indication that I was at high risk for a C section. I was very good with watching my weight because I knew being overweight put me at a higher risk for a C section. I only gained about 22 lbs throughout the pregnancy which was within the limits for my built (though I was already overweight when I got pregnant). But the baby had pooped and there was the risk that he could have taken that in as he swam inside my belly. His health and safety was the most important thing in the world so off we went to the Operating room.

Everything happened so fast. I was prepped for the operation. The anaesthesiologist came and gave me my spinal block (I think that was what they used). I felt groggy and cold so I can't help but tremble. It didn't help that my husband was not around. Apparently, he was asked to get us a room for after the delivery. I kept telling the doctor to wait for him. I guess I sounded really panicky that they decided to give me something to calm me down. They kept telling me to just close my eyes. My eyes were heavy but I fought the urge to sleep. I was afraid I'd miss my son's first cry if I did. My husband finally arrived and held my hand. After a few moments, I heard his first cry. And yes, I did shed tears when I first met him.

The doctor with Datu

Our first family picture

My beautiful baby boy