On childbirth, no epidurals this time, I want to experience the pains fully, just this once! Translated…
The hardships and trials of my childrearing days are still, visibly clear, even after the passing of time, and yet, the pains of labor, I couldn’t, recall for some reasons, or perhaps, it’d God’s way, of making women forget, so humans don’t become extinct.
My first two children, I’d had to get the oxytocin to have them, one had become, more than “mature” so, the doctors “chased” him out, and, the other refused to grow inside of me, so I can only, get him out, to care for him outside of my body; although I’d used the same measures to have them, but, the mindset I’d carried was, quite the contrast. When I had my eldest son, I was carrying a heart of excitement, of expectancy, because I was overly excited of this life I am about to give birth to; but as I had my second son, I’d carried my unease, lain on the beds, and, all the worries that came with the checkups, all became dark clouds, circling overhead, until finally as I’d heard that unique cry of the newborn, I was, set free.
Compared to how the two older boys needed outside forces to come to this world, my third child, I’d decided, to let him come out at his own time, other than not having him at home, everything else, I’d wanted it, naturally. After many several false labors, and my own instincts had, foretold the birth date, the moment I arrived at the hospital, I’d gone into birthing mode, it’s just, that I’d, refused to get “locked up” by the hospitals, I’d put down “gone around a bit” on my tally, and, slowly, walked home with my husband.
As I got home, I’d taken a shower, took a small nap, and arrived back into the hospital before supper, and, I was only, a few centimeters dilated, and so, I’d, gone with my plans of going to the family gatherings. And, as I ate supper, the contractions came, sooner, and sooner, quicker, and quicker, I’d become like a sloth, and, as I took a sip of my soup, it was like slow-motion on the videos. Although, I’d felt awful, but with my loved ones close by, I didn’t feel so lonely, battling my labor pains.
I’d walked, with great difficulties, back to the hospitals, and, the contractions came quicker, and harder now, the pains increased, and I’d originally imagined myself in peace, lying in the oceans, that stopped working, and so, I can only, start taking deep breaths, and the cramps in my body, along with my tears, to help alleviate myself from the pains.
The birth of my third child was very quick, in a short while, I was wheel in, the nurse started teaching me how to take my breaths as the contractions came, but, it seemed, that I’d, maxed out on my brain capacities, the simple steps felt, really complicated now. After several times getting wheeled in and out, as the doctor told me, “Just five more minutes!”, as I heard him tell me “five minutes”, it’d felt too long, I’d blurted out, “What, still five more minutes! Heavens, do help me here………”, I thought I was, completely strained and wiped out, but, the durability of the mothers can be taken light, my daughter’s cries resonated through the ward.
I’d gotten my wish, of NOT using any medication, and just, gone through the trials of the labor pains, as my daughter lay on my chest peacefully, the storm that’s just happened seemed, so far away from me then, and, no matter what sort of a trials I’m to face afterwards, for now, I’d been, returned, to that peaceful state.
This is, a woman’s growth in her births, she’d finally gotten her wish, of experiencing her labor pains, without ANY help from the medications that can alleviate the pains, like all those epidurals, or whatever, because she’d wanted to, experience what it’s like, to bring her own young into the world, and, this woman had the various feelings about the births of her three children too!
so you can finally have this…still NOT my photo…
