Since its Chloe’s 14th month birthday today I might
also share her birth story (for the nth times lol) and why I opted for a
C-section.
Firstly, I want to commend how strong those 80’s women I know
in my family especially my mom, for being such a real kick ass hero. I couldn’t
even imagine how they were able to manage those remarkable normal deliveries of
7-10 kids without medication but only with a help of a kumadrona.
As a first time mom, the stories I heard and read online
from other moms enormously affected my decision and my view towards normal
and C-section delivery. I think it’s safe to say, I didn’t research remarkably
on my homework that I realized how little did I cared about my well being and
was effortlessly influenced and concerned more on the easy way out.
Yes I was thinking and opting for a C-Section on the last
trimester of my pregnancy, simply because I was scared. I was seriously terrified
for the first time in my whole life. Then it happened.
On that Sunday morning of January 26, 2014 my husband and a
friend of ours brought me to the hospital thinking that was the day. What made
us decide to go the hospital was not because of contractions but more of the
spotting if not the breaking of my “water”. I was feeling easy that time but
not until they put this metal thing on me to check if I’m 3cm dilated. I was
not. That’s when I started to feel anxious, I was thinking maybe baby is not ready to meet the world yet; that maybe they would send me back home or stay a little bit longer
in my hospital room and bear the excruciating pain of contractions. I was lost
for a moment.
So they went on to check my baby’s and my heartbeat. Soon
after a minute or two, a nurse came by my side shouting, alarming everybody that
the baby's heart rate had dropped dangerously low and they need to prepare me
for an emergency C-section. That’s when I stopped breathing. I was scared for
my baby, but I know it was my fault. The nurse calmed me down and went on for
my C-section preparation. Until I passed out but heard my name over and over
again.
Later in the afternoon, I woke up with my husband and everybody
around looking relieved that I made it and finally recovered through all the
shock. I held my baby in my arms for the first time and I’d never felt more
fulfilled. I regained strength.
But take note, the first cut is the deepest, literally, figuratively
and aesthetically speaking. I’d never felt any pain in giving
birth but the agony after all the anesthesia was gone? It’s unbearable. I cried
the whole night and wanted to shout at the nurses why they didn’t let my husband
stayed with me.
So if you’re deciding on yourself to go on a C-section, DON’T!
It’s a major operation, a general anesthesia and a lot of blood loss! Not to
mention the side effects.
I love you Chloe, I never regret having you baby whether it’s
Caesarian or normal delivery, nothing’s going to separate us now.
Xoxo
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