Wanted to write in short about my two very different births, the first one, my daughter Malika in 1998.... I am not a native english speaker So bear with me if i make some mistakes...
It was a very bad summer. Bad weather and rain all the time. We just moved to a flat, out of the student housing etc. And my parents were there with us too, so it was nice too.
I went twice to hospital but i was sendt home again due to false labour I did not know what to expect really cuz i never did this before haha. Then one night, i knew suddenly the "show was on the road" and we took a cab to the hospital, accompagnied by my mother However she went home as soon as i was taken well care off by a midwife. Here in Norway it is usual to give birth only with midwifes, not so much with doctors anyway. I was hooked up on the thing to measure the heart of the baby etc (CTG we call it here....) And all was fine... Then i got some gaz and all to relieve some of the pain. Well okay.... 10 hours later i was still 4 cm dialated and nothing really seemed to happen. Then the fetal-pulse was unstable and they putted a scalp on her head and draw some blood to measure the Ph for stress level. Okay... So then the doc told me if the baby did not come for about 5 hours from then, they would make c-section. I was terrified, but however happy to know that my suffering would end after a while... Then... After 6 long hours, 16 hours after i came to the hospital, the doc showed up again And they measured me to be 9,5 cm. But still, the m-wife did not want to start.. I needed to push, the doc said Go girl, the midwife said stop... And he overruled her and said, push, cuz we got to get out this baby. So i got a "pudental-blockage" an injetion to not feel so much pain when the head came out... And out she came... Faster than the speed of light... She had 17 hours to prepare so the birth itself was over for about 20 min maximum. I got also a K-vitamin injection to get the placenta out fast, to not be more exhausted, and all happened really fast. Due to the blockage i did not feel the stitches (12 of them...
due to epistomy) and my daughter was drinking milk happily... She was 54 cm and 4130 gram... A big girl. Head was 38 cm...
Then.... after 18 months, in January 2000 it was on it again My due date was 25th of december... But i hoped for a millenium baby lol so... i keept my legs closed for a while After my girl went to sleep on the 4th of january (the evening of Leilat ul Qadir, subhanallah) i started to get contractions... And they were like 20 min, 15 min, 10 min and then stabilized at 5 min for a while. So i went alone to hospital, my husband had to take care of our daughter. Due to my fear of birth, with the last one in mind I got gaz at first while we waited for the anasteseologist to come with the Epi... (Also known as Gods gift to Women... ) He came.. an angry old man... Told me to "lay still, or i cant do this..." bla bla... but he did... at 345 in the night, in Leilat ul Qadir (The Holy Night for us muslims, the 27th night of the month of fasting, Ramadan)... Then the water broke and after half hour i was 10 cm... And out the baby came with no much further ado I felt almost nothing, nothing, but the burning... I thought i was going to burn and never be normal again. This was new to me, so i was surprised... And then... he was out! 54 cm and 4540 gram... 40 in head circumference... The midwife stiched me up (just 4 stiches this time...) and then... she told me to push out the placenta... Ahhhh that hurted so much, and i knew she did wrong. But i thought the placenta was already out when she started to sew me up...
It was a very bad summer. Bad weather and rain all the time. We just moved to a flat, out of the student housing etc. And my parents were there with us too, so it was nice too.
I went twice to hospital but i was sendt home again due to false labour I did not know what to expect really cuz i never did this before haha. Then one night, i knew suddenly the "show was on the road" and we took a cab to the hospital, accompagnied by my mother However she went home as soon as i was taken well care off by a midwife. Here in Norway it is usual to give birth only with midwifes, not so much with doctors anyway. I was hooked up on the thing to measure the heart of the baby etc (CTG we call it here....) And all was fine... Then i got some gaz and all to relieve some of the pain. Well okay.... 10 hours later i was still 4 cm dialated and nothing really seemed to happen. Then the fetal-pulse was unstable and they putted a scalp on her head and draw some blood to measure the Ph for stress level. Okay... So then the doc told me if the baby did not come for about 5 hours from then, they would make c-section. I was terrified, but however happy to know that my suffering would end after a while... Then... After 6 long hours, 16 hours after i came to the hospital, the doc showed up again And they measured me to be 9,5 cm. But still, the m-wife did not want to start.. I needed to push, the doc said Go girl, the midwife said stop... And he overruled her and said, push, cuz we got to get out this baby. So i got a "pudental-blockage" an injetion to not feel so much pain when the head came out... And out she came... Faster than the speed of light... She had 17 hours to prepare so the birth itself was over for about 20 min maximum. I got also a K-vitamin injection to get the placenta out fast, to not be more exhausted, and all happened really fast. Due to the blockage i did not feel the stitches (12 of them...
due to epistomy) and my daughter was drinking milk happily... She was 54 cm and 4130 gram... A big girl. Head was 38 cm...Then.... after 18 months, in January 2000 it was on it again My due date was 25th of december... But i hoped for a millenium baby lol so... i keept my legs closed for a while After my girl went to sleep on the 4th of january (the evening of Leilat ul Qadir, subhanallah) i started to get contractions... And they were like 20 min, 15 min, 10 min and then stabilized at 5 min for a while. So i went alone to hospital, my husband had to take care of our daughter. Due to my fear of birth, with the last one in mind I got gaz at first while we waited for the anasteseologist to come with the Epi... (Also known as Gods gift to Women... ) He came.. an angry old man... Told me to "lay still, or i cant do this..." bla bla... but he did... at 345 in the night, in Leilat ul Qadir (The Holy Night for us muslims, the 27th night of the month of fasting, Ramadan)... Then the water broke and after half hour i was 10 cm... And out the baby came with no much further ado I felt almost nothing, nothing, but the burning... I thought i was going to burn and never be normal again. This was new to me, so i was surprised... And then... he was out! 54 cm and 4540 gram... 40 in head circumference... The midwife stiched me up (just 4 stiches this time...) and then... she told me to push out the placenta... Ahhhh that hurted so much, and i knew she did wrong. But i thought the placenta was already out when she started to sew me up...
