Labour Room Drama -291

Dramatic drama!!!

Hi Stella.


I'll like to share my pregnancy cum delivery story with bvs. Hope it's approved.

I had just relocated to live with my husband after running "weekend couple" course for 8 months. Not forgetting a miscarriage too.

Why didn't I move in immediately after wedding? Same as same, I was yet to secure a job in the state where he was living. And I had a fairly good job then.


Luckily for me I got a job to resume January the following year - story for another day. Hubby drove down, I packed everything, after all I had wanted to live away from my stressful siblings - another story I'll definitely share that shaped my life.


Early in the new year I needed to see a doctor for "malaria", that turned out to be malaria and pregnancy together. We were happy!!!


 Ecstatic in short.


And the pregnancy drama began. Body rash was the starter pack. Even the hospital's pharmacovigilant team had no answer, nobody gave me a diagnosis. 


The body pain and weakness was beyond me and I had to climb lagos pedestrian bridge daily to work. Appetite disappeared in the first trimester, had the metallic mouth taste and developed hatred for fresh fish throughout the journey. Ordinary fish smell made me vomit then. And then my appetite changed per trimester. 


Second trimester was moimoi - freshly made by me. Third was pineapple . Ordinarily I hate pineapple ooo!


So my weakness and vomiting got me hospitalized for 7 days in the first trimester. A day before my discharge, my tongue got tied. Yes, tied or rather, twisted. I couldn't speak, and I had Visa interview the following day. Few hours before I got discharged, I felt better and could talk again. On our way home it started again while i was speaking with my sister on the phone. Thank God it was a Sunday night because hubby drove back to the hospital like James bond while I held the phone with my sister praying. I couldn't even mutter an amen. Anyways, the last thing I remembered was the doctor giving drip. Woke up the following, still weak but could talk well again. Yes, I still went for the Visa interview  but we were denied.


About the d-day


It was a Sunday, and we had just came back from church. I made correct pando with efo riro. Meanwhile, I've been having the cramps since morning o, even in church. In my mind, it's nothing since no water nor plug! No thanks to nollywood that gives the "going crazy" labour scene. So I didn't take the cramps seriously. Plus I was just 38weeks and few days.


Until pain intensified towards evening. I carried my already packed bag, went to the living room and told hubby "oya" . Oya where? Please don't disturb my Chelsea match joor - hubby said. I had no strength to talk, my face did the talking.......voom we got to the hospital, straight to emergency around past 4pm. Doctor looked at me like "she you dey whin me ni", she checked and I was only 2cm.


We were admitted, and I kept eating suya and yoghurt. Until the original pain hit me around 8pm - I almost died. And that wicked act of checking dilation 🤮🤮🤮. We kept pushing through, oga was confused. By 10pm, i was 6cm - oya labour room. Hubby was with me all through. I almost slapped him and kept reminding him how wicked he is to make me go through the pain.


At about 1.30 the pain was back to back, and I soiled the bed - courtesy of my suya and yoghurt. God bless our health workers. By then I was 7 or 8cm, only for doctor to give me a drip to expedite process. Boom, contraction stopped altogether. The midwife broke the water and kept massaging my 'tummy' and God awakened the contraction with urge to p**. After setting the legs, oya madam push, the head of my princess peeped and hubby shouted "you can do it babe, I can see her head". Oya breathe in and push, for where " I am tired". I actually requested for a CS at this stage (silly me). They kept begging me o, and the midwife said "madam do you want to kill your baby"?


 Immediately strength came and shuuuuuussh - my angel was born. And the relief............


Until, they said I had a tear. The suturing was another pain episode.

Me: Eh! No pregnancy till another 4 years o. I can't kill myself
Midwife: Hmmmm! We know your type. See you next year


Truly, motherhood changes everything. May God Almighty answer all that are looking unto him. May we all be fruitful and productive. And God bless and protect our children, amen.

BV Joke



Congratulations babe