My darling baby Shriya was all too excited to come into this world. She came at 34 weeks and I was not prepared at all! She was born on Friday 1st of February 2013 at 7:52am.
The Tuesday night before she was born, I saw a bit of bloody mucus but didn't at all think anything was wrong as I felt fine and was far from my due date. However, when the blood continued Wednesday morning, I thought maybe it was time to be concerned so after dropping my 3 year old off at school, my hubby took me to see my doctor. I began bleeding more and he confirmed that I was in pre-term labour but couldn't see where the blood was coming from. He then suggested that I should go to Port-of-Spain general hospital instead of the birthing center I was supposed to go to since they cannot handle premature deliveries.
I reluctantly checked in but never thought that I would deliver so early. Unlike what people say and what my perception of public hospitals are, the nurses and doctors treated me very well. Thursday, the bleeding stopped and I was hopeful I would be able to go home, however, Shriya had other plans for me. Thank God my mother-in law had bought a few things the baby would need in case she came early.
Friday morning I was awaken by a sharp pain at 2:30am and began having mild cramps. I was able to sleep in between for a few minutes as I was very sleepy. As the pain worsened, I couldn't sleep anymore and realized I was in labour. I brushed my teeth, packed up my bags and waited for my baby's arrival. At about 4:30am the pains were very strong and I told the nurse, the doctor then examined me and confirmed I was in labour but not dilating yet, he checked the baby's heart beat and said it was the strongest he had ever heard for a 34 week old. Allah's while the contractions were stronger and stronger. At about 5am, I called my sister and told her I was going to have the baby. My hubby then called as that day was the first day of his new job.
At 6 am I had some tea and continued walking and swaying my hips during contractions and drinking coconut water. Then at 7am when the doctors came, I went to the nurses station and stood up as my contractions were severe and I knew the baby was coming soon. I had about 4 contractions infront of them and they moved me to a closer bed. Then the doctor examined me and I was 7 cm dilated. They called for a gurney and rushed me down to the delivery room since the baby was premature and they didn't want anything to happen.
By the time I got to the delivery room, I was already fully dilated and was told to push, I pushed 2 times and then got an episiotomy as the midwife didn't want to take any chances. She was out so fast, they showed her to me and then took her to the pediatrician. I heard her screaming loudly for the entire time they had her. Meanwhile, I waited to be stitched. The doctor took maybe an hour to sew me up, which felt like an eternity. I was so weak and tired and thirsty, I felt like passing out. I told the doctor but he did nothing, I just had to lay there and suffer.
Afterwards, they brought me to a bed and brought the baby in her cot, she was so tiny I was afraid to pick her up. Thank God my hubby and his mom came to visit me soon after as I was scared and in pain. After being moved upstairs, she breastfed like a pro and I wasn't as terrified anymore. However, after a while she vomited some brown stuff and the pediatrician said she swallowed some fluid when she was coming out so she was sent to NICU to be flushed out. When I went downstairs with her I was able to see my 3 year old and hug her and I cried so much for her. I missed her a lot.
Her first night I had to feed her a lot and I didn't sleep all night. I was so tired and didn't want to stay there anymore. I called my hubby and told him to get me out of there. However, because she was a premie the pediatrician said she would have to stay at least 4 days, I cried more. When my mom and sisters and hubby came to visit me I was finally able to sleep a bit. I cried so much I didn't want to stay there.
Then after they left, the pediatrician said that I could take her home as she was healthy and almost at the weight limit. I was overjoyed and called my hubby immediately, all I had to do was to get my doctor to release me and we could go home. Thankfully she did release me and we went home Saturday evening. I would have died if I had to stay there for 4 days.
I am so thankful for my mom who came every day to visit me and helped to bathe me every day since the IV on my hand was extremely painful. Also, thanks to my mother-in-law for buying a lot of stuff for me cause I had no bag prepared. Finally, thank you to my loving hubby for coming every visit to see me and bringing me delicious food every visit cause I couldn't eat that hospital food! Gosh, I love my family so much, what would I do without them!
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