Life, the Obstacle Course

Taking an Inflated Pool into the Delivery Room

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An unforgettable experience of giving birth! Translated…

Can you imagine gong to the bathrooms lying down? The kind that comes from long-term constipation, the kind that you’d had to push so very hard to get it out. I couldn’t. So, I’d chosen this hospital that supported a milder way of experiencing giving birth, in this hospital to have my child, but this hospital didn’t have any epidurals to relieve the pains of childbirth!

“Even if you’re halfway there, and begged me to give you an epidural, I won’t be able to!”, the doctor told me, as he’d grinned ear to ear.

Fine, there’s, NO perfect ten in life anyway, I can only, rely on my self then! I’d prepared the ball, and the inflated pools, other people took along their packed up items to the hospital, my husband hauled along TWO huge suitcases.

like this???  Photo from online…

I was in my thirty-ninth week and four days when I started having continuous pains, at about two in the morn, it’d become, rhythmic. I couldn’t sleep, so I just lay with my eyes closed, to save my energies. Turns out, the contractions do come sporadically, and when they were happening, there was, nothing I can do, I can only count inside my mind, thinking, this is taking so long! And, when I’m not in pain, I’m just like everybody else, I’d washed my hair, taken a bath, and even cooked a bowl of porridge for myself.

I entered the hospitals at eleven in the morn, I was not even fully dilated yet, I was so busy in pain, while my husband was busying, filling the air into the swimming pool and the birthing ball. We were left alone in the uncovered room, waiting for my uterus to dilate. Every five minutes, I’d felt the contraction pains for a whole minute, I’d recalled the advice of the Chinese medicine doctor, had my husband massage my pressure points, and I’d, pushed all my pain toward my ankles.

It’s odd, the time I was in pain had, decreased by thirty second! And since, as the pains came, my husband needed to watch my expressions, like how the empresses’ personal assistants, coming and going, to massage my acupressure points. And, the massages worked like morphine, and, as he’d missed the spot, the pains were increased, and after a few hours of nonstop massage, I’d finally started to bruise, and was still in immense pain. But, compare to the contraction pains, what are a few bruises!

The contractions nearly defeated me, with the midwife’s suggestions, I’d gone into the pool to soak in warm water. And, soaking up in warm water had magically, reduced my pain by half, even MORE magical than Jack. Every hospital, every maternity ward must have a pool! This sort of a great way to reduce the pains of childbirth, how can it not be embellished? As I’d heard, that women who gave birth in water, must sign up for it again the next time, and I’d really wanted to just stay in the water, and not get out again.

illustration from the papers…

Soaking in the warm water made me sweat like crazy, it’s really draining, and, I’d needed to get out of the pool to take a break, and when the contractions came, I’d gone in, repeatedly. And, after the second and minutes passed like the years, my cervix was finally fully dilated, and, it’d not hurt as badly now, there was, that feeling that made me what to push really hard. And, I can, finally push, and it felt great! With the help of the midwife, after pushing, kneeling down for thirty minutes, I’d finally, “pooped” out my child!

I’d heard hollering from my back, the midwife and my husband said, that my daughter came out of the amniotic sac and my birth canal, then, used her hand, broke through the amniotic sac herself, it was very cute. And I’d found online, that delivering a fully intact amniotic sac is one out of eighty thousand, it’s really rare.

But, I’d had a very hard time giving birth, and missed watching my daughter being born, damn!

And so, this still just showed, that your children will come out, AS they were supposed to, there’s NO way you can plan how you’re going to have your own children, like this woman had experienced, besides, everything SHOULD be as natural as possibly in the process of giving birth anyway!

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