Labour Room Drama 177

 This is a bitter sweet story....

Hi Stella. 

 My story is quite long o and it goes thus:
 I got married right after youth service and I got pregnant immediately. It was a very uneventful one. Devoid of spitting, vomiting and the likes. But my long throat was out of this world. I could eat eehn. I didn't see anything wrong in going to beg for food from my neighbours once I smell any nice aroma from their homes.

 I even loved eating that smoked fish aboki mallam usually carries on a tray around to sell. I couldn't see any run down dilapidated buka without wanting to go eat their food. Mamaput was my best hangout.It was that bad oo. I chop well well. 

 Okay that fateful day I went to visit a friend( she was also pregnant for her first) who lived close by as usual to go eat in her house. (My own food no dey hungry me. ) I can't eat what I cook. So as we strolled back to my place around 7pm I just felt water dripping down my legs. Oh boy see fear. I quickly called my hubby that he should come home immediately that the baby was coming. I'm sure my husband drove like a race driver to come get me. 

 He got home, asked me if I was sure. I told him I could feel the baby coming out. Shuooo my hubby started panicking. We got to the hospital. My hubby rushed to the nurses " pls help my wife she's in Labour, the baby is coming". 

Meanwhile me sef just stroll in after my hubby, only for the nurses to say I was not in Labour that If I was I wouldn't have walked in majestically. Anyway they checked me. Saw I was 2cm dilated, put me on a bed. I was feeling like a babe, wondering what the fuss it was about labour pain, I just dey feel myself. I believe say I be strong woman. I was in d room with 2 other ladies. 

Both of them were moaning and groaning, infact the igbo lady beside me was shouting and speaking in tongues, the nurses kept going to them to say sorry and rub their backs. I started feeling left out, I accused the nurses of not saying sorry to me as per me too dey for labour. They didn't even answer me. The nurse just told me madam when u enter Labour no be me go tell u. 

 The doctor came checked and said I was still at 2cm. Na 2cm I remain till the next morning. The doctors came again and checked 2cm. Putting that big hand in my vajajay is one pain I don't wish for anyone especially if na huge doctor with large hands dey check u. Anyway the doc said if by 12noon I had not progressed I would be induced . 12noon came and they started setting up the drip and instantly I just felt a huge contraction. It was like my baby didn't want me to be induced. In short that was when I knew pain pass pain.

 It wasn't easy oo but I didn't shout cos the nurses said I should save my strength for pushing. I just dey groan. Na that time I remember say I had been reading supernatural childbirth. I come start to pray till I forget prayer come dey curse my hubby for putting me through this pain.

 About 2 hours later I just had this strong urge to poop. I started screaming I want to poop ooh.
 The nurses came and saw my baby's head. The doctor rushed in and I was told to push. Na so I take born my first fruit. ( with small watery shit by the side hehehe make I no lie)

 He was quite tiny. 2.7kg and he refused to cry. They walloped his bumbum and he started shrieking. I had a tear and It was sutured without any anaesthesia. The pain no be here. My hubby said when the nurses came out to tell him i had delivered, they also told him madam dey hungry. She say make you bring food come sharp sharp. Lol the hunger was real.

 It came upon me suddenly. My hubby uses it to yab me till now. 

 I was discharged the next morning.

 Got home and was anxiously waiting for my mom to come. She had been looking forward to the omugwo being that I'm her only daughter. My neighbour had to come help me bath the baby the next day while we waited for my mom. 

Sadly my mom died a day before her journey to my place for omugwo. 2 days after my sons birth. She never saw her daughter(me) as a mother. I never experienced the love of a mother during omugwo. My Mil was a DG in a govt agency and she didnt have time to come cos It was assumed that my mom was in charge. I took golden morn and indomie or whatever my husband could rustle up before leaving for work . I cried all through. I felt God had let me down. I held my one month old baby at the graveside while we buried my mom. 

  I have 3 kids now, that 2.7kg baby is now a 6 footer at 14 years. I feel the pain of losing a mother anytime I deliver or see women with their mothers but as they say time heals all wounds. I'm getting by.
  Will send my other LRD later.
  Thanks Stella. You're the best.

*Pele oh,that your food craving no get part....My own Okro soup only.i was eating it everyday,almost three times per day.