Labour Room Drama

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I have previously shared my pregnancy journey with you guys so this should be relatively shorter I hope.

So I sha got pregnant oh, no excitement whatsoever from both father and mother because it was not planned at all. Infact, dem even ask me to consider abortion but how can I when it’s not like I’m unmarried or I have given birth to the number of kids that I wanted. Eventually convinced him to let us keep the pregnancy.

At about 24 weeks or so, I started getting this intense pain in my vagina. Honestly, I can’t explain the pain. I had pelvic pain in my last trimester for Alex and it started at around 30 weeks or thereabout but this was not like it. Infact this was more intense and way more painful. Couldn’t stand up from the bed or sit or lie down without this pain which only got worse and I would be crying every time I perform these small acts. So basically, at around 6 months of pregnancy, I was already tired and needed the baby out.

My husband was my backbone in all of these. He would console me and practically did everything around the house. He knew I was not sleeping at night and even though I was not working and he still had to work in the morning, he started waking up earlier to prepare Alex for school just so I could find some sleep in the morning. Till today, he is still responsible for anything Alex. That man 

Back to my story, so for Alex I was induced and God knows I never wanted to have such a painful experience in my life again, besides I wanted my nollywood experience of going into labor at home, then ur water will now break and you will now scream, honey, honey, I think the baby is coming. And then my husband will start running helter skelter in confusion to get the car keys and will now guide me through the stairs to go (fifi imagination ). 

My due date was 3rd of April and as it was approaching, people of God, there were just no signs that the baby was coming. I started panicking. Due date came and went, no single sign of Labour.

I was already scheduled for an appointment on the 5th. At that appointment, they finally gave me an induction date for 10th and I begged the doctor to tell me what I could do to get this baby out naturally as I didn’t want to be induced. Doctor just told me that there’s nothing scientifically proven that aids it and should just exercise.

We went back home and I read somewhere that walking up and down the stairs may help. I prayed oh and I asked God to help kick this girl out. Around 6.30pm on that same 5th, I came outside our apartment and started walking up and down the stairs. Don’t forget I was in a lot of pains oh (that one I mentioned previously) but I just pushed through it. I did the walking up and down the stairs for about 30mins and my legs could not just carry me anymore.

This story seems boring sha. I’m getting bored sef.

Around 2am on the 6th (remember I don’t sleep), I started feeling some tiny tiny contractions that I thought nothing of since they were like really tiny and in my head could not be Labour contractions. But around 4am, the contractions were still there, tiny still but now had the same number of mins apart, like 10mins apart. I wanted to hope but I didn’t want to go to the hospital and be told it’s false Labour.

The contractions continued throughout the day and I was getting more confident that it was actually Labour but since I didn’t want to spend a long time in the hospital, I decided to do the Labour at home.

In the afternoon, around 2pm or 3, the contractions became more painful and about 5mins apart, a few mins to 4, told my husband, Oya, let’s start going to the ER as this may just be it. Na so my husband carry my hospital box to the car and I helped myself out. Nollywood too dey dramatic, u can basically still walk by urself in the beginning jare.

Got to the hospital around 4pm and when I was checked, I was already 2cm dilated (in my head, I was like just 2cm since midnight) and so I was termed to be in active Labour and admitted. Trust me, you don’t want to be admitted in this hospital. They will make u strip totally naked and send all ur clothes home and then give u their most hideous, ugly hospital robes to wear. (Portugal has to have the ugliest hospital robe ever made )

My husband then left to pick Alex up and drop her off at a friend’s place. By the time he came back, I was in immense pain and was screaming for epidural. My people, I have very low threshold for pain so I was just crying and begging for epidural. Unfortunately for me, the epidural person (whatever they are called) was in the theatre because they were having a CS. Told my husband to do small video of me in labor (me and pictures ehn smh).

I want to even ask, how do u people stand and walk around while in labor. I could hardly move sef, was just lying on the bed and clutching the sheets. Around 7, they came to give me the epidural and warned me of the risk of paralysis if I moved while they were injecting me. My people, the fear of paralysis made me sit still through at least 6 rounds of serious contractions without moving. After the epidural, I was still feeling pains not as intense but I was and I knew it wasn’t normal.

Shortly after, pain around my pelvic became intense and I just knew the baby was already coming. Told the nurse and she came to check, she didn’t even have to go deep before saying she could feel the head and wheeled me to the delivery room. Few minutes before then, I was reading a post from the pregnancy blog I followed where one woman said she pushed for over 2 hours before the baby came out. I was telling God that I cannot push for 2 hours in this pain and that he should give me a fast labor. As my husband held my hands, I begged him to pray for fast labor for me as the epidural wasn’t doing shit and I was in so much pain.

Also, remember during Alex’ time, I was on all fours like a dog and pushed just 2 and half times and the baby was out. I begged the nurses to let me go on all fours, it’s either they didn’t understand me or they totally ignored him.

They went ahead to prep me for delivery and even while they were still doing one or two, I told them I was going to push because I was sure it was time and they gave me the go ahead. People of God, I pushed one very hard and long push, just one and my little Vanessa flew out at 8:18pm on April 6th weighing 2.9kg. Me that was afraid of pushing for 2 hours pushed for less than a minute, See God na. One of the nurses looked at me and said ‘You are strong, it’s very rare to get the baby come in one push’.

Na so we take born oh. At least, I finally got the experience of my husband being in Labour with me and holding my hands through it all.

Na so I turn mama girls and boy, do we make beautiful babies

To answer the anon from the last time, I don born finish oh and body still dey intact. No scary issues at all like pelvic prolapse and other complications of pregnancy and I absolutely have no idea who told people that v#gina expands after pregnancy because mine is just the opposite, I tell u.

Did I mention I kept hoping for a boy and even though they confirmed I was having a girl at 19 weeks, I kept holding out hope that it would be a mistake and I will push out a boy. I had 3 Ultrasounds which all said girl but I kept hoping. Looking at my little girl now, I wouldn’t have it any other way. She’s so adorable.

 Thank God I got to meet her.