The prompt for today’s post is ‘My Delivery & My Baby’. Whenever I take a walk down the memory lane to the day I was admitted to the hospital for the final verdict, I get a twinge in my heart, those 16 hours and that hospital bed, witnessed me in the worst of agony and distress. But, today, I am going to laugh away that pain and look for some humor in that.
It brings me immense pleasure to share that I, along with 24 other bloggers are celebrating #9daysofwomanhood throughout Navratri. I thank Gagandeep Kochar for introducing me. Her blog is named as My Diaries and I loved reading her blog on the prompt for today ‘My Delivery & My Baby’.
When I delivered a baby in January 2016, I was already a mother to a 9-month-old pup, Caesar, but I did not bring him into this world, he is my baby born from another mother.
So, when I got admitted to the hospital, I already had a little idea what being a mom is all about but what I did not know was, what is it like to give birth to a baby who had rented a place in my tummy for 9-long-months. Though I had read a lot about childbirth and seen numerous videos of live deliveries both natural as well as cesarean but nothing could prepare me for the climax.
Your mind says, if others can do this, you can do it too, whereas your body shouts back at you, “Shut the f*** up mind, we are going to die any moment“. And your poor heart has no idea what emotions to exhibit.
Yes, I felt like I was going to die any minute, I was shouting at the doctors and the sisters for not listening to me, as I wanted them to go-ahead with the surgery and bring the pumpkin out through C-sec, I didn’t care about the pros and cons of anything at that time, actually it didn’t matter at that stage.
It was 6 a.m. when I was almost drained out of energy, words had lost their way, and I hated everyone present near me including my mom. I asked my hubby to bring me something to eat, I was hungry. He went off and suddenly, I felt the urge to poop, (yes, poop and the urge was quite strong), thankfully the doctor was around.
But within a few secs, she started calling the sisters and giving them instructions to prepare the delivery room, while I could sense the panic in her voice, I was smiling because I knew the climax was near.
And, then, I heard her saying, ‘we are not yet prepared and the baby’s head is already showing up’. Oh my God, what did she mean by that? Weren’t they supposed to be prepared all the time? She turned to me and said, “Just hold on for few minutes, and don’t push”. Wow, I always thought one was supposed to push as hard as she can but there the scene was different.
It was 6.30 am when the doctor looked at me, smiled and asked me to push. And I was excited to do that, many delivery scenes from the movies flashed in front of my eyes. (Push, Push, Push harder). But, for me, it was just the second push and the naughty one popped out.
My hubby was back with the packet of chips when I heard the baby cry for the first time. What a timing!!!
There is something which I remember from that day, once the baby was out, I was anxiously waiting to have a glimpse, when doctor brought the baby near, she whispered, “It’s a Boy” and for a second I thought how? I finalized Tisya as the name, and my instincts told me it will be a Girl! Snapped back from the thought train, I kissed my baby and exclaimed, ” And he looks like his Papa!”
So, guys, don’t depend too much on your instincts, they can deceive you. My baby was niether a girl nor looked like me!!!
Hope you liked reading my delivery story and didn’t feel any pain. Do share your experience of childbirth with me in the comments below. I LOVE IT WHEN YOU SHARE!!!
You can also read My Pregnancy Story here- The Roller Coaster Ride.
Now, I would like you to meet Sumira Bhatia, my friend and co-blogger who blogs at The Cuckoo’s Nest. Read her touching and full of life Blog on today’s prompt, Hello Baby! Welcome on the Outside! Check out her blog now!!!