Labour Room Drama 46

Eighteen years old and you wake up and find yourself in the labour room?...Oh my goodness me!

Good day Madam Stella...  Been reading the LRD and just had to send in mine. I had my baby 8 years ago. I was 18 then sha. Sorry for the long epistle.

Fast forward to delivery day. I woke up 8am from one dull cramp-like pain which continued all through the day. 

I was alone at home as Mumsi and my siblings were out. I just gathered all the Nursing book i borrow from my neighbour and started studying and checking labour symptoms. When i saw the hours involved in the stages of labour, fear catch me. My sisters came home one by one and when I told them I am in labour they were like 'ghen ghen'

Told my mum when she got home and she begin dey fire prayer say make God delay the delivery as na few days to month end and salary never show. By 6:30pm, the cramp entered Gear 2... It became longer and I told mumsi i want to go to the hospital o.  She followed me and asked my siblings to pack the bag and bring it later to the hospital. 

After the doctor fumbled with my Vjay he finally told us I was only 2cm dilated. I sha didn't understand the grammar. He added that we might be expecting the baby the next day since it was my first pregnancy and all the story sha.

We sat at the reception and before I know mumsi start to dey cry, na so I join sha. Silent tears.

 Mumsi asked if we should go home and come back when the contraction is stronger, i asked her if na midnight nko, who you wan call? Plus you wan make everybody hear my voice say i wan born? I told her make she allow them admit me as I no wan go house again till I born.

My sisters came and after much deliberation my elder sister decided to stay with me. By7:30pm mumsi left and the pain entered gear 3. I just dey tell myself say who send you o. I begin dey pray o, confess my sins, tell God say in case I die make he allow me go heaven. My sister massage my back tire, when the pain enter gear 4 I asked her to start singing praise and worship na so she start o. 

At this point I slipping in and out of this angelic, sweet sleep. In all this I was able to manage the pain. I promised myself that you must not cry or shout or whatever. After like one hour one nurse advised that I should stop moving up and down and just lie down that no matter the position the pain will be same. I shared a room with a woman who gave birth through CS after days of labour. She started gisting my sister about her terrible experience and I almost started feeling depressed.

By 8:30, I started having this urge to push, I told my sister and she told the nurse. They were like 'you wey just start, na till tomorrow o'. I asked my sister to help me to the bathroom. Now I didn't feel much pain just the urge to push. I touched my Vjay and saw the 'show'. I told my sister and she told the nurses and they were that's one of the signs. 

I just quietly started holding the urge o. The other Lady saw this and was like you people should come and check her na. I couldn't close my leg properly and my sister helped me to the bathroom and i felt my vjay and behold i could touch my baby's head, i told my sister and she started shouting 'she can feel the baby head o'. The nurses rushed in and checked to confirm. 

Now the contractions were coming steady. They started begging me not to push and hurriedly prepared the delivery room.

At 9pm they finally helped me to the delivery bed, I felt one of the nurses cut me and finally they asked me to push. One push, my water broke and my baby came whooshing out with it. Dude started to cry. I was like 'is that it? Na so?'. The nurses were surprised, it was their first experience at such short delivery and wasn't even prepared for his grand entrance.

 Two days after delivery they were still trooping in to talk about it. One of them later told me that if not that thr bed was a bit long, my baby would have slipped and fallen because of the force the amniotic fluid gushed out.

I was expecting one long labour of 'Push' and I will be like 'I can't'... Lol. Everyday I thank God every day for my son... For the safest and best delivery ever. Infact if na like so e bi I fit born twelve even do surrogate join self. Thanks Madam Stella, attached is the picture of my boy, he was eight years early this month.

Happy Belated birthday to your son...he looks well taken care of...NOW BACK TO YOU...so you were already so active at 18?..wow...At 18,i never even see how man blokos be,only heard tales from my already active friends...