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Baby C said hello to DaddyHam and MummyHam on the 26th Apr 09 at 1448hrs.
It all started the day before at about 5.30pm. We were shopping at Courts, looking at printers when my water bag broke. Thankfully it wasn't a gush... more like a trickle. Told DaddyHam that we had to get to the car 'NOW' when DaddyHam questioned if i was sure it was the water bag.
As I wasn't yet dilated much, doc came by and gave me a Pill to aid dilation. Doc estimated ETA at 6-9am next morning. Was allowed to shower and have dinner. By midnight, nothing much happened so I given another Pill. Despite the contractions, I was able to sleep through the night which wasn't a good sign.
Doc called the next morning to explain that she needed to put me on IV drip for antibiotics and pitocin to speed up the contractions. Sigh...I've a phobia of needles but as I realised , there isn't much choice at all. All I prayed for at that time was that baby would be delivered via a natural birth.
The pitocin worked...a little too well actually. It caused the contractions to come really fast and strong. By 11am, the pain was unbearable and i succumbed to DaddyHam's repeated suggestions of opting for epidural. It must have been all the bites inflicted upon him. Doc came at 1145am to administer the epidural and by then I was already 8cm dilated. The pain was unbearable. It was only at this point that I realised how wonderful laughing gas was. No wonder it is called the laughing gas! I literally saw stars and fireworks... little bursts of sound and light! I was most happy and refused to let go of the mask and held on tightly to it.
Can't remember much after epidural was administered. Think I must have either slept or was too spaced out by the gas. Was 'awaken' by the nurses when it was time to push. Doc was most accomodating when she realised i wanted to see Baby C's entrance and asked nurses to get a mirror. Seeing Baby C make her step-by-step entrance into our world was one of the most fufilling moments in my life.
Baby C was brought to say hello to me before being whisked off to be checked and weighed and have all the necessary things done. She was then wrapped in a white towel and brought to me to hold. Cliche, but at that moment i thought she was the most beautiful baby. For one, at least she choosed DaddyHam's genes and had a whole head of beautiful hair. Alternatively, she could have been a botak baby if she had chosen my genes.
DaddyHam? He played his part perfectly. He was supportive during my labour pains, suffering much abuse in the process. There must be a picture somewhere of the bite he suffered on his cheek! He also had to fan me continously for 2 hours, adjusting his 'fanning' speed accordingly to how warm or cold i was. It was NOT easy for him
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