Mrs Tan and all: ok, here's my birth story with my first girl!
My girl was supposed to be due 11 Sep 2003, but on 1 Sep morning I experienced a blob of thick yellowish, bright reddish discharge. I called the gynae and was told to go down immediately to the clinic which I did. I didn't know that was called a 'show'. I stayed at the clinic for nearly 5 hours all kinds of observation and was strapped to a machine to measure any contractions that I may have. There was no contractions and I was sent home with a 5 days MC. I did not think that I would deliver soon cos doc had always told me that bb wouldn't be early cos she hasn't even descended and engaged yet.
On 2 Sep 1+am, I woke up with a really bad backache that I've never experienced b4. I timed it and it was happening at every 10min interval, then shortened to 5 min interval. The pain wouldn't go away no matter what position I tried to take up. I supposed then that bb must be on the way lah. So at 3am, I woke my hubby up, drank chicken essence, had breakfast, made sandwiches for packing and called the hospital. We reached TMC at 4+am and by then I could hardly walk cos of the contractions.
Once I was there I was placed in the delivery ward and given the enema (I think spelled like this). My gynae came in at abt 7+am and checked me, said I wasn't dilated at all and placed something in my cervix to hurry the dilation. She warned me that there is a possibility of C-section and told me no more food and drink until after delivery. And so the long wait began. By noon 2 Sep I was put into my pte delivery suite and I breathed through all my painful contractions. I tried the gas and the injection to ease the pain but the gas made me nauseous and the injection did absolutely NOTHING. So at 4+pm, 14 hours after my first painful contraction, I asked for the epidural. My contractions were coming in almost 2min apart and each one lasted over a min... I was really exhausted by then and couldn't imagine how much longer I had to fight this. Even my hubby's comforting words became irritating and I pushed his face away, telling him to just keep quiet. I was writhing from the terrible back labour I was experiencing, every contraction was like someone trying to drill a parang into the small of my back... When the anaesthesian came I swear I saw an angel's face! The epi brought me such great relief and I could finally get some rest. So I slept for a couple of hours, woke up to watch some tv and at 11.15pm, the nurse said I was 7cm dilated. I thought I was gonna have to go thru C-section, and the epi was wearing out. I could feel the pain again! My gynae then came in and told me I was ready to push.. So tho I had the epi I was still feeling the pains and knew when to push. BUt I was still feeling extremely exhausted and after several pushes I heard my gynae ask for the 'kiwi cup' (i.e., vacuum suction), but I couldn't care anymore and within another 3 pushes, my girl FINALLY arrived at 12.10am 3 Sep 2003! Gynae showed me my screaming bb but I was too tired to move a single muscle.. and finally she asked if I would like a drink! She even offered me ice-cold water, which I was most grateful for! I drank 3 cups lying down thru a straw. Hubby wasn't with me anymore as he had gone out with our newborn to count fingers and toes.. haha.. When I was wheeled back to my ward I was given sandwiches, which I gobbled down and slept till morning.