As he was screaming ''Doctor,Nurse....!''..It expanded and the baby fell out!
Good day Stella, I am sharing my labour room drama because I am happy to do so. Kindly bear with me as it is a bit long. I normally comment as bv ******. I have been married for eleven years now and thank God for the wife I have.
I had had three boys prior to the story I am about relating. It happened that each of my first three boys were born when I was not around.
So in this case I was around from start to finish. My daughter was born in August and it happened that I was to co-host our family meeting for the month with a junior cousin. Normally since the hosting is paired, the venue is normally in the senior's house. But knowing that my wife was due in August I asked my cousin to take venue so I only sent my contribution.
My wife's due date expired early August but no labour, so I told my wife that if she didn't deliver before our second Sunday meeting, I won't attend that meeting. So that Sunday morning while I was relaxing with my wife, she suddenly excused herself and went to the toilet. When she came back, she told me she was dripping water with no blood stain and no labour, I knew she had ruptured which meant some delicate situation and she had already been asked to come for induction by Monday if labour didn't start over the weekend.
Mind you, she was not induced in previous cases and labour began with drop of blood.
So we went straight to the hospital and pronto, induction began after necessary steps were taken. I was given the unenviable task of rubbing my wife's lower back especially during the intermittent bouts of labour. During these intervals my wife will shout the roof down while insisting I don't stop rubbing her back.
My wife saw nwii that night while I thank God I didn't suffer paralysis of my hands because my hands went numb countless times from rubbing, with her insisting I don't stop. I was on the job when my meeting people called to Inquire why my absence but when I told them they wished me the best.
Every one hour they came to finger my wife in my presence to check the progress since they gave us a semi private ward. The progress was so slow. My wife really saw pain and I really saw numbness.
At about 10pm, they checked and said that at the rate of progress my wife would deliver in the morning. They bade us good night. The doctor and nurses went and slept so I was alone with my wife who was completely naked.
You can't believe that being alone with her naked, my nma couldn't stand up. It actually behaved himself. I was awake all through doing my thing.
Intermittently she would be roused by bouts of pain. At a point she started shouting as usual and while at work she told me she wanted to poo and said let me go and wake a nurse. As I stood up to go she said, 'wait its coming'.
By the time I turned what I saw was her vagina expanding and my baby's head pushing out. I quickly stretched my hands and received my feh' feh' while shouting nurse! doctor!
I received my daughter into my two hands before the nurses and doctor arrived. Thus I was the first person to touch her in her life, praise the lord!
The warmth i felt when my wife's poo poo splutteted on my hands and legs was like when someone urinates on his thighs on a cold night in the bathroom. They were all surprised because they expected morning but it happened at the stroke of 12midnight.
One nurse collected her from me while the other cut the cord. Our baby came out in the ward and they then took my wife to the theater where the placenta was aided out and subsequently handed to me to dispose as I deemed fit.
Immidietely the baby was taken from me to the theater for cleaning, I started sending text messages to my over 20 close relatives and friends including mine and her parents and siblings and calls started coming in..
Let me quickly add that my mil arrived after one month. During this time, I was the one cooking our food as well as my wife's pepper soup (my late neighbour and his wife enjoyed a lot of my pepper soup and always hailed me each time they perceived the aroma of the uda, mgbugbo etc) and sundry other chores while my wife washed her baby things, bathed the baby and took care of her after -birth health having been thoroughly taught by my mom and her mom during the first three .
That Sunday I didn't enjoy the money I provided for the meeting but I enjoyed the arrival of my feh' feh'. A girl her younger brother calls bor-bor - the way he calls her name, favour
The girl is my feh' feh' while the boy is her brother that calls her bor-bor. The pics are for your eyes only as they normally say.
*LMAO at finger your wife...I was drinking coffee when i got to that part and had to stop to change my tee shirt stained with coffee.
Ewwwww at the poo poo part all over you...you are a real man!