It was 15 years ago when I visited my OB-Gyn for my regular prenatal checkup. He told me my cervix was already 3cm and I should pack my things and proceed to the hospital. I was so clueless about what to expect and what would happen next. All I knew was to trust my doctor and if I can, enjoy each experience.
My Optimal Birth Outcome experience
We arrived at the hospital passed lunch time. I was brought to the labor room. The room was similar to an emergency room, with curtains dividing each bed. I could hear other moms in labor wailing, even cursing. My doctor warned me to never be hysterical or else he will leave me alone. I took it seriously and cried in silence. The labor pains were really something you wouldn’t want to experience again. After 11 hours of monitoring, a number of IEs, and several BPs, I was finally brought to the delivery room.
It was midnight of May 17. My hands and legs were strapped. I was instructed to make a push. It took us three hours before finally hearing a loud wail of a baby – my boy. At 3:10 am, I gave birth to my Firstborn. And everyone in the room gasped, “your son is so handsome.” Then I lost consciousness.