THE Birth Story (Part 2)

Ok so post-op...

One of the first things I rmb doing was also feeling my tummy.. Which was soft and flat.. Fine! It's nt supermodel flat but flatter than it has been in months!!! And not as hard as what it was for weekssss!!!

I was soooo confused... Like was baby out alrdy? What happened? Baby ok? Am I (in caps) even ok?

Nobody was telling me much and rmb I was still blind as fuck...

N thirsty! Hahha..

I cldnt understand y I was only offered water.. Sips of water! And nothing else...

Ltr I was told that ppl DID try to tell me why and what was happening.. I guess things just wasn't registering yet..

It was still pretty much a blur for the full 1st day.. Wp tried to show me baby's pix on the 2nd day but I still cldnt really see.. It was only a blurry outline.. 

Was later told that my blood pressure went up to 169 tts y i had fits and fainted..

N tt was pre-eclampsia..

For the days that follow, I slowly regained my sight.. Ppl who came on the first 2 days saw the sad sight of me at my worst!

They actually 'announced' their arrival and said who they were.. I cld link who they were based on their voices but I cldnt see them clearly.. Just a blur shape of shadow.. But some voices took a bit of effort.. Can't rmb whose though...

Now thinking back, I wonder why the thght that this blindness could last forever never crossed my mind! Perhaps that positiveness was a blessing or perhaps tt was because I had sooo many other things to register and comprehend!

But slowly the pieces started to come together.. Many stories were told to me over the next few days... Even up to today, 3wks on, I still hear bits here n there of things that happened which are still new to me..

I stayed in the post-op ward for abt 3days then was sent to the normal A ward.. Stayed there for another 3 days..

The long stay was also because of the high pressure I was still having despite the crazy amount of medication they were giving me..

When I shifted to the normal ward (which really looked like a hotel!), daily activities included going to the special ward that baby was at.. 

He cldnt be put in the normal nursery because he was still on drips for the low sugar he was having...

Wp had the clearest pix of the sugar readings and all.. I still cldnt understand much and I really didn't want to pressure myself to uds...

Really feel so blessed that wp took charge of the situation and made me feel so secured through the entire process.. His firmness and strong level of steadiness really gave me a peace of heart and mind..

Like I knew that with him around, everything is taken care of... IM taken care of...

The poor dude had to do sooo many things.. Baby came too suddenly.. We barely had anything done..

So during those first few days, he rushed ard to get things settled..

Sighz... It was really a pretty eventful and dramatic birth of Baby 1... (Even before I got discharged, I started having nosebleed daily which has NEVER happened before in 30years!)

Baby came out of me and I didn't even hear his cry or anything.. I cldnt even see him for days!!!

But above it all, i realised tt I felt protected by the Higher Being.. There were many times I think tt a normal person would have broken down esp with those post-natal hormones shit I feared so much!

But so blessed that God protected me from all that throughout! God protected baby too...

Baby is really a fighter... I look forward to the day he can understand this story that I will tell him..

I will tell him of the many sacrifices that his daddy made for his mummy and for him.. How the first few days after his birth, daddy was sooo drained every day.. How daddy went to look out for him every day when he was in the special care unit.. When mummy cldnt move yet..

Baby is blessed... I am blessed... Wp is blessed... We are all truly blessed that after all that, everything is now starting to look normal.. 

That health wise, both baby n I are doing well.. 

It is definitely one birth story that is beyond my wildest imagination.. And it has taught me to treasure good health.. Treasure family... And most importantly, treasure my dear husband, wee ping... 

I love him for all that he has done.. All tt sacrifice and selflessness has to come from one place and only for one reason..

I need to question no more of his love for me (at least for now! Hahah)

He may nt be the romantic, tender guy most of the times... But when it did matter, he did what was needed to make me feel secure...

And to me, that is more than enough.... :)

Ok, perhaps a part 3 is needed to just talk abt emotions... Haha.. N tt will be for another day... 

M