I got pregnant two months after my wedding to my husbandman. Infact, I remember the particular love making turned baby making.
When I realized I was pregnant, I quickly registered for ANC. I also bought books on pregnancy, the most helpful being SUPERNATURAL CHILDBIRTH by Jackie Mize . Isaiah 66 vs7&9 became my anchor scripture . Being pregnant was fun. Most people were nice to me especially at the bank, in queues and at the market. I didn’t have food cravings .
I vomited twice throughout the nine months and I continued working in my office up till the day I was in labour .
I prayed to God to cause my labour to come in the day time when I can easily find help. On Sunday, while preparing to go to church, my water broke. My husbandman drove me to the hospital. After examination, I was told to go back home .
The following day after my water broke, around 10am, that was when labour started. I felt serious menstrual cramp-like pains. I knew it was time. Due to the nature of my husband’s job, I didnt call him . I called a colleague who drove me to the hospital.
I arrived the hospital around 11am, still in labour. The contractions were regular. I quickly removed my pant and suit. I wore a loose gown I brought. After the Sunday incidence, I didnt remove my maternity bag from the car. I was pacing up and down the hallway ; reciting my anchor scripture.
I was taken to the delivery room. A nurse was told to examine me and check dilation. As she approached me, I said, ‘nurse, get away from me’. The matron said, ‘madam, we understand how you feel but nurse will do her job’.
When I was dilated to 10cm, I felt a strong urge to poo. I was told to push. In just one push, I pushed out my beautiful girl at exactly 4 :08pm. I told myself I must see the time. God, being a merciful GOD, made all the pain disappear.
After baby and I were cleaned up, I called and told my husbandman that he was a father . He didnt believe me until a nurse spoke with him and told him to bring Glucose.
He was not happy I didnt tell him I was in labour . Within 2 hours he was in the hospital with glucose, a carton of Gala Sausage and a carton of Malt for the nurses. He was very happy .
I was very happy too but I was not happy that after carrying my first baby in my womb for 9 months, not sleeping properly for 6 months, and 5 hours in labour, she ended up looking like her dad. Where is my compensation ?
LMAO...You should at least be happy that she came out healthy nau..
Hi Stella,love your blog like kilode,my apologies because this promises to be long....
When I was about 13 I had a particular dream for a week straight where i'd see myself surrounded by boys as young as a month old up to men in their maybe 90's leaning on walking sticks,my late grandma may her soul rest in peace interpreted it to mean i'd only have sons in my life time.i instantly rejected it because I loved baby girls so much even then.
Fast-forward to when I was 22,i got married and a year later I started having this dream all over again,i told my ex hubby I was pregnant. He didn't believe me until the result came in,well I only bought female baby things,baby room was painted a blinding pink, I kabashed, I fasted, I shushed anybody who wished a boy on me(lol)my love for a daughter was all encompassing.
A week after my edd I started feeling labour pains,we went to the hospital and were told to go home and only return if it got worse, since my threshold for pain is high I didn't return for 2days, went back and stayed for 2more days in the hospital, the pain was like nothing I had ever experienced, the nurses told me I was refusing to dilate more than 5 centimeters, on the 3rd day my gynecologist asked my ex husband to see him in his office and when he returned he was crying profusely, I was later to learn the doctor told him the options were either CS or induction to see if I would dilate more, the doctor advised on CS because he said I was too weak from the long labour.
Ex hubby said CS wasn't our portion (he was the spirikoko type on the surface) the doctor said if anything went wrong with the induction who was he to concentrate on,mother or child? Child was the reply.
Anyway when he came back and was crying seriously I got scared, insisted on waiting for 3hours because my mum who was about 4hours away on a 6days seminar had already cut it short and was on her way. She arrived, signed the necessary papers, told who was crying to quit, that it was the joyful coming of a new life into the family and not a funeral.
I was given some injections and drips and i'll never forget the second between the excruciating pain and no pain.30 minutes later I saw my son for the first time and for me it was like a fist punch to the heart,There's no love greater I tell you,i went on to have another son almost four years later only this time I jejely carried myself for CS four days to my due date, I can't shout(lol)
when I remember I used to wish for daughters I just shake my head,i love my sons and can't imagine daughters in their place and oh me and ex hubby who was crying are now co parenting and are better tentative friends than we were as husband and wife.