Crooner Davido's Alleged 4th Baby Mama Larissa London Shares Story Of How She Birthed Son Dawson In The Bathroom

Larissa is crooner Davido's alleged fourth baby mama .

She posted a video and talked about her labor room drama which happened in her bathroom...

She also revealed the baby's name as Dawson...


 






''Hello my name is Larissa London so recently I did a question and answer and you guys wanted to know how I had my baby during quarantine. I have decided to share the birth story.


So we went into a store, did the test which came out positive, my friend was so shocked, her reaction was how? I remember when I went to see the doctors, I was feeling dizzy and sick. I didn't really feel sick during pregnancy but i was just nervous on that day.


I felt pain on the left side of my stomach, it was really painful. I was booked for an internal scam where they used an ultrasound pro, and it was really uncomfortable. It was so overwhelming to see the baby, he was so tiny. On my way home I was tearing up a bit because I was tired I couldn't sleep so that's how I found out that I was pregnant.


From my whole pregnancy, I had morning sickness a couple of times, thank God for that because I hate feeling sick. Until my 12weeks when I had a gender reveal scan, I was indecisive about his name and it was crazy. Like I'm annoying myself and everyone around me.


So at 21week I would go to bed and feel like my chest was so tight, I couldn't breath. My mouth was drying up all the time.


At five months, they told me he wasn't growing well, every single week I was there for two days, I had a doctor's appointment and midwife check up. I had no reason for that, they didn't tell me why the baby wasn't growing. It was so strange. I had a high risk pregnancy.


I was due on the 28th of March, because my pregnancy was high risk, they didn't want me to get to nine months, so they gave me a date to get induced. They wanted to break the water so I can have the baby before the due date. And thank God, he was with me the whole step.


2019 to 2020 I felt it was a bad year because of the pandemic. When I got pregnancy I thought it was a good decision to quit social media to focus on my health. I had to rebuild my spiritual relationship with God. Even though I wasn't having the best pregnancy but I made sure everything was fine. I said I wasn't going to stress myself because I'm always stressing and that's the reason why he wasn't growing as he was supposed to.


At seven to eight months I did a pregnancy photoshoot, I didn't have that pregnancy look, my skin was glowing. We did four photoshoots, when we did the last one I was in so much pains, I was having contractions, at that time I knew my body couldn't carry the baby anymore. The photographers thought my water was going to break. I wasn't able to post all the photos on my IG page. After the photoshoot I heard a bad news that my grand dad has passed away that was on March 16th, I started feeling like my menstruation wanted to come out. 

I was leaking in my underwear and I couldn't sleep, so I waited until 7 in the morning, I called my best friend. I was so uncomfortable, the bed was soaked. We drove to the hospital, and I had contractions in the car, like every 15mins. When we got to the hospital the midwife told me she needed to check how many meters dilated, she inserted her fingers, it was really uncomfortable. 

She said I was only 2cm dilated and can't have the baby until I'm 10cm dilated, so I went home and had my bath, called my mom and God sister. At this point the pain was increasing, their voices were annoying, I was acting like an animal, the pain took over, I took off my wig and clothes. I actually forgot who I was, the contractions wanted to kill me I just want to push the baby out.


The contractions got extremely painful, the crown of his head was visibly coming out I was shouting he's coming we ain't going to make it to the hospital, so my aunt called 911.


I went up to my room and the contractions kept on making me push, my aunt told me not to push, she took me to the bed then took off my underwear, she screamed "his head was out" she inexperienced with child birth, the last contractions came and I pushed him out. This baby didn't cry I saw his head and I kept on thanking God.


I was so relieved, to have him without any medical assistant it was an amazing feeling. I started feeling like the room was spinning and I was cold. So the midwife had to put him on my chest. We live in a first world country so it took about 15mins for the ambulance to arrive.


I also had to deliver the placenta, after the baby so I was taken to the hospital I don't even know what happened there. I was taken to my own room, as soon as the child was put in my hands, the pains were forgotten. It was amazing. Holding him I felt grateful to be alive and the he was healthy. What's crazy is that he doesn't cry.


I actually took forever to name him, I thought of two names Dawson and my mom wanted Noe which means storm. He cries only when he's hungry he sleeps all night which is such a blessing.


I gave birth to him in my bathroom, like our ancestors did and it's amazing. I'm happy that I live in the UK. I went through the experience that most African women went through. I was born in my mum's bathroom as well and she had no assistance. I'm happy that God has blessed me with beautiful Noe.


Quarantine has allowed me to enjoy my family. I knew becoming his mum would be hard. I'm glad I through everything I went through because it actually changed me, valued my health more. I feel like health is the most important thing to me''.