Stella nwuye korkus, greetings to you. You are doing a great job. Well done.
Straight to my labour drama.
My first pregnancy ended in a miscarriage, and for the months that followed I can't say how annoyed I was whenever I saw my period. But God helped me and after about 7 months, I got pregnant again.
I experienced morning sickness that lasted beyond 3 months. I quickly made Google my companion and subscribe to different pregnancy websites that were sending me weekly updates on what to expect.
I didn't enjoy any food I cooked. Infact it's the one another person is cooking I'll be salivating after.
The sight and smell of fried chicken always made me throw up.
I have to wait for my husband to go to work before I secretly send for food from the road side bukas, as my husband was strongly against it, always complaining of poor hygiene on their part.
Fast food was always a turn off for me.
I was spotting in the middle of my trimester, went for scan and was told it was fibroid, that I should not stress myself.
I went home and just committed myself into Gods hands.
A month to my edd, the doctor has checked me and said that my baby had not turned, and that if she doesn't turn, I will be booked for CS.
I came back, told my husband, called my mum and also told her, we prayed and declared that the baby will turn.
My edd came and passed and I just grew tired of family and friends asking me if I have put to birth.
A day to my delivery, being a Saturday, I told my husband that I'm tired of staying in the house. I suggested that we go visit my sister in school in Imo, since it wasn't far from P.H.
The journey was a stressful one, we came back that same day.
In the night around 11pm, I started experiencing cramps.
I couldn't lie down, I was walking around the house. My husband asked if we should go to the hospital, I said no, that I want to be sure first before going. I didn't want to get to the hospital and they tell me its early labour.
I was busy asking Google the signs of true and false labour.
By 1am, my husband insisted that we go to the hospital.
The nurse checked me and said 6cm, that I for stay for house born.
When I saw other women and how they were screaming, l just told myself that my own has not started.
When the nurse came back to me she said ''you sef come let me check you, if you are not progressing, ill give you hot drip''.
I told God if I'm feeling this kind of pain now, how much more with hot drip. Pls don't let them give me hot drip.
When she checked me, she broke my water, and said see baby head.. push.
I pushed out my baby some minutes past six that Sunday morning.
I felt a big relief and was stitched up.
Glory to God, my daughter is 3yrs now.
*You didnt scream or anything or tell your hubby the story of his life?WOW