I can’t believe it’s already 1 month since I gave birth to my little one! Trying to remember everything that happened feels so surreal! I hope I can document before I forget any details.
I have always wondered what my birthing story would be. The build up of anticipation when our little one would come out tremendously grew as each day passed by. Even early on, hubby and I were guessing when she would decide to come out. Will she come out on Dec 21 “before the world ends”? Or would it be on Dec 24 when everyone’s busy preparing for christmas eve? Or would it be exactly on christmas day? Would I still be able to make it on my bestfriend’s wedding on Dec 28? Or would my due date of Jan 1 be accurate and she’ll have the same birth date as my mom? The waiting game was exciting yet also a bit frustrating.
I had my first internal exam last Dec 17 and I was already 2cm dilated. That got us a bit excited since it’s a signal that any moment, THE DAY would come. I wad advised to do a lot of walking and to take primrose to hasten going into labor. I got a bit worried when OB had a bit of a hard time looking for her heartbeat. I have read some stories of babies losing their heartbeat even if they’re already full term. I was really scared for those few minutes. I don’t know if my belly fats were just too thick that she had a hard time tracking it. I was silently praying that my little one is safe. Good thing she found her heartbeat after a few minutes but was a bit faint. She advised me to have a non-stress test afterwards just to make sure everything’s OK.
The non-stress test was conducted inside the labor room. It was my first time inside and there were 2 ladies who were also there who were in labor. I can hear them whimpering and one was even screaming during contractions. That got me a bit scared and reality started to sink in…one of these days I would be in their shoes as well. I wondered how much it would really hurt. Nyaaaaaaaay! Anyway, good thing my non stress test was ok. My baby was actually very malikot (since I just ate lunch) and her heartbeat was fine. Just like my OB, the intern just reminded me to track her movements every after meal (minimum of 5 movements) since I am diabetic. I was advised to go to the hospital if I observe decreased or no movement after meals.
I posted on FB that I was 2 cm dilated already and got some friends and relatives a bit excited. Some thought I would be giving birth already (I thought so too!). But just like what one friend shared, one can be at 2cm dilated for weeks! I just didn’t know how my dilation would progress. The waiting game was still on.
Everyday, hubby would accompany me to do some walking, either at the mall or around the neighborhood. We would even go to UP so I can walk around the acad oval while he ran. It was really tiring especially with a full term belly but I had to be more patient if I want to help our baby come out. We wouldn’t want her to overstay in my belly since as the day passes the probability that I undergo CS also increases as she grows bigger.
I treasure those moments walking with my hubby since we got to talk and bond more. We would talk anything and everything under the sun. I admit sometimes I’d be stubborn to walk since it’s much easier to just lie down on bed and rest, but I’m really thankful for my patient husband who would always encourage me and cheer me on during those stubborn times. He would remind me that it’s for the benefit of our baby and that would usually be enough to make me get up and walk (but sometimes with a little more whining! hehe!).
All our bags were packed and we’re ready to go. We were just really waiting for our baby’s cue when the right time to go to the hospital would be. I admit to have some sleepless nights especially when I would feel some (irregular) contractions. I would often kid my hubby that I think it’s time already. I would sense a bit of panic every time.
I got a bit excited (and scared) when I saw some white jelly like substance in my underwear on Dec 20. I think that’s part of my mucous plug which I’m starting to shed. It got me more alert on other signs that I may be going into labor soon. As the days went by, I shed more mucous plug which got me more concerned good thing that there are a lot of articles online that I can refer to which pacified me that I don’t have to worry since one can lose their mucous plug and not yet give birth in a couple more days. I just had to watch out for any bloody show.
On Dec 24th I was scheduled to have another non-stress test. My OB was concerned if my baby is still moving enough. Since I am diabetic, there may be possible complications so she wants to monitor how my baby is doing. Thankfully, all is well. I was advised to have an ultrasound by Dec 27 and another non-stress test and was scheduled for a check-up on the 28th. But of course in case I’d have regular contractions or my water bag breaks before that, I should go to the hospital already.
(to be continued)
I have always wondered what my birthing story would be. The build up of anticipation when our little one would come out tremendously grew as each day passed by. Even early on, hubby and I were guessing when she would decide to come out. Will she come out on Dec 21 “before the world ends”? Or would it be on Dec 24 when everyone’s busy preparing for christmas eve? Or would it be exactly on christmas day? Would I still be able to make it on my bestfriend’s wedding on Dec 28? Or would my due date of Jan 1 be accurate and she’ll have the same birth date as my mom? The waiting game was exciting yet also a bit frustrating.
I had my first internal exam last Dec 17 and I was already 2cm dilated. That got us a bit excited since it’s a signal that any moment, THE DAY would come. I wad advised to do a lot of walking and to take primrose to hasten going into labor. I got a bit worried when OB had a bit of a hard time looking for her heartbeat. I have read some stories of babies losing their heartbeat even if they’re already full term. I was really scared for those few minutes. I don’t know if my belly fats were just too thick that she had a hard time tracking it. I was silently praying that my little one is safe. Good thing she found her heartbeat after a few minutes but was a bit faint. She advised me to have a non-stress test afterwards just to make sure everything’s OK.
The non-stress test was conducted inside the labor room. It was my first time inside and there were 2 ladies who were also there who were in labor. I can hear them whimpering and one was even screaming during contractions. That got me a bit scared and reality started to sink in…one of these days I would be in their shoes as well. I wondered how much it would really hurt. Nyaaaaaaaay! Anyway, good thing my non stress test was ok. My baby was actually very malikot (since I just ate lunch) and her heartbeat was fine. Just like my OB, the intern just reminded me to track her movements every after meal (minimum of 5 movements) since I am diabetic. I was advised to go to the hospital if I observe decreased or no movement after meals.
I posted on FB that I was 2 cm dilated already and got some friends and relatives a bit excited. Some thought I would be giving birth already (I thought so too!). But just like what one friend shared, one can be at 2cm dilated for weeks! I just didn’t know how my dilation would progress. The waiting game was still on.
Everyday, hubby would accompany me to do some walking, either at the mall or around the neighborhood. We would even go to UP so I can walk around the acad oval while he ran. It was really tiring especially with a full term belly but I had to be more patient if I want to help our baby come out. We wouldn’t want her to overstay in my belly since as the day passes the probability that I undergo CS also increases as she grows bigger.
I treasure those moments walking with my hubby since we got to talk and bond more. We would talk anything and everything under the sun. I admit sometimes I’d be stubborn to walk since it’s much easier to just lie down on bed and rest, but I’m really thankful for my patient husband who would always encourage me and cheer me on during those stubborn times. He would remind me that it’s for the benefit of our baby and that would usually be enough to make me get up and walk (but sometimes with a little more whining! hehe!).
All our bags were packed and we’re ready to go. We were just really waiting for our baby’s cue when the right time to go to the hospital would be. I admit to have some sleepless nights especially when I would feel some (irregular) contractions. I would often kid my hubby that I think it’s time already. I would sense a bit of panic every time.
I got a bit excited (and scared) when I saw some white jelly like substance in my underwear on Dec 20. I think that’s part of my mucous plug which I’m starting to shed. It got me more alert on other signs that I may be going into labor soon. As the days went by, I shed more mucous plug which got me more concerned good thing that there are a lot of articles online that I can refer to which pacified me that I don’t have to worry since one can lose their mucous plug and not yet give birth in a couple more days. I just had to watch out for any bloody show.
On Dec 24th I was scheduled to have another non-stress test. My OB was concerned if my baby is still moving enough. Since I am diabetic, there may be possible complications so she wants to monitor how my baby is doing. Thankfully, all is well. I was advised to have an ultrasound by Dec 27 and another non-stress test and was scheduled for a check-up on the 28th. But of course in case I’d have regular contractions or my water bag breaks before that, I should go to the hospital already.
(to be continued)
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