It brings me immense pleasure to share that I, along with 24 other bloggers are celebrating #9daysofwomanhood throughout Navratri. I thank Jasmeet Kaur for introducing me. Read her blog mommyvoyage.I have followed her throughout my pregnancy days and even now.
I am loving the prompts this blogathon is giving me from being a woman to why its fun to be a girl and now towards my pregnancy days, delivery and baby. Todays prompt is “My Deivery and My Baby”. I have been thinking since some time to record my delivery and this prompt has given me the opportunity for the same.
Before we conceived, we wanted him, once we conceived we wanted to feel those movements, before we delivered we were in love with him and were dying to see him. It was a beautiful journey where we fell in love with someone whom we didn’t even know.
I am referring to my Baby as ‘him’ because it’s a boy and I know and I have no intentions of gender biasness.
This beautiful journey ended with a planned C-Section on 21st of July, 2017. I had a very pleasant and relaxed pregnancy and thankfully so was my delivery. I went out for dinners and meets even four days prior to my delivery. You may like to read on My pregnancy outfits here.
We left home in the morning around 9, visited the temple and took blessing from the Lord. We were elavated and skittish at the same time. I entered the hospital and got in to the process of changing and getting ready for the operation. In no time I was ready and laid on the hospital bed. There were several doctors, nurses there getting things prepped before the main Dr. arrived. I was full of mixed emotions.
The doctors were prepared and I was given anaesthesia. I was fortunate as I was in expert hands and I didn’t even realise the anaesthesia was given. I actually had to ask her, If it was done or are we still to do it. And to my surprise she said it was done. So in a while I started feeling giddy and was losing control over my body. (you Know I actually loved this feeling now I know what it feels to get dunked, LOL). I could see the entire process from the ceiling which had a mirror like thing. The doctors were talking to each other, “Our decision for the planned C-Section was right.”. I felt so positive, I had taken the right decision. And there the Dr. announced “IT’S A BOY, CONGRATUALTIONS!!!”.
The moment was euphoric. The nurse showed me by pink baby and that feeling of joy was abundant. Soon, the baby was taken for a wash and I was still laid on the bed while the doctors completed the process.
I could see and hear everything but had no energy to reply. I was taken to one of the hospital rooms where my family was waiting for me. It took me an hour or so to get back to my normal self that is come out of giddiness. Since then I was wide awake and met and spoke to all the visitors. I went to sleep only in the night. I had no pain, no giddiness nothing at all. The birth of my baby took away all the pain or the doctors painkillers worked very well on my body.
The doctors advised me to try turning on the first day. I was asked to stand up and walk the second day, thats when I felt a little pain but I think that much pain has to expected. But frankly, I kept calling my husband as he was away the second day to come and relieve me from the pain. I know he couldn’t do much but that positive talks and words by him made me feel good and I tried to get as relaxed as I could. While I pen down this experience the memories are being revived and I now realise how deeply I was touched by his caring attitude and how he gives me reasons enough to love him more with each passing years.
The third day, I could walk with very minute pain and on the fourth day I was home with my baby in my arms.
Now, I can go on and on, but I better stop here with this quote.
The pain of childbirth is not remembered. It’s the child that’s remembered.
I would like to introduce you to my friend & co-blogger Khyati Gulati Tewari. Read her post on the prompt for today here.
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