THE Day
And I thought I was gonna blog the last week as I counted down to Faith's arrival...she arrived even earlier than we expected. :)
I was out at Ikea with mom last Tuesday, trying to get as much done to set up our new flat before I'm 'confined' -- of course, scandalising the whole world thinking why in the world were these 2 women, one middle-aged, one heavily pregnant, lugging so much stuff from Ikea?!
The day after that, I was intending to rest at home before the planned induction the next day, but ended up visiting the preschooler and baby my mom looks after since their birth. My mom treats them as if her own grandchildren and pines for them while she's here to help us for a month. She couldn't sleep well the night before that when she heard that Baby Jason had been down with a flu and the new maid they have doesn't seem experienced looking after them. Zoey and Jason seemed very happy to see us. That was the first time I met the maid -- I am glad and even more resolute about my decision to look after my own daughter.
Show appeared after I had lunch with mom at around 2.30pm. I was already experiencing what I thought felt like menstrual cramps throughout the night before. The 'cramp' began to intensify as the day went on but was bearable. My gynae, Dr Yvonne Soong advised me on the phone to look out for more show to appear and monitor movements of the foetal. Andrew was supposed to go for IPPT that evening, but since I was still alright and moving around, and mom was already staying with us, I asked him to proceed with the IPPT. Dr Soong called again at 7 pm to check on me and advised that I make my way to meet her at TMC at 11 pm. My waterbag was burst after Dr Soong confirmed that I was already 2 cm dilated.
Contractions intensified by the hour, later on minutes...poor Andrew could hardly sit down to rest. Each time when he barely reached the edge of the black arm chair set in the delivery suite for him to rest during the night, contractions came and he quickly got up to hold my hand in support. Throughout labour, I was thinking in my semi-concious state, that I am most glad of my husband's presence and support throughout the pregnancy and labour...thank God for the blessing of my precious husband.
At around 5 or 6 am, I couldn't handle the pain anymore, and asked Andrew if I could have epidural. It was arranged and I was asked by one of the midwives to sign a consent (I was thinking to myself then, 'How strange...the words are so blur to me I can't even see what I'm signing...but hack!'
At 12pm, after pushing for...don't know how long...Dr Soong told me that Faith had turned to face up, i.e. facing the same direction as I was. She said it's such a pity because I was already 10cm dilated then and we didn't have to induce as we had previously planned, but the baby's heartbeat was beginning to decrease. I couldn't really understood her then (after effects of the laughing gas and long labour, I think), but I wanted the baby to be out quick, and safe. I turned to look at Andrew and asked him, 'Ok?' He nodded, giving me the 'no choice' look. That was the only reassurance I needed that that is the best we can do for our daughter.
At 3.15pm, I woke from the c-section and saw only Andrew in the ward with me. I started asking questions about my little girl. Andrew was all smiles and told me that Faith stopped crying and looked at him when he carried her and talked to her shortly after she was born. We are so proud of her...
At 3.20pm, Faith was finally brought to me after the paediatrician had examined her thoroughly. A lactation consultant came to our ward to help me put Faith to the breast. To my relief, Faith was able to latch on without much prompting. I was so worried that she wouldn't be able to latch on properly if I couldn't breastfeed her immediately after the c-section that Andrew told me, before I was even stitched back, I asked if I could breastfeed her immediately! Hehe...before I completely passed out straight after that.
Well, nothing could set my heart at ease then, until I held my baby girl in my arms and know that she's real, she's here and I have her in my arms...our first born. :)
I was out at Ikea with mom last Tuesday, trying to get as much done to set up our new flat before I'm 'confined' -- of course, scandalising the whole world thinking why in the world were these 2 women, one middle-aged, one heavily pregnant, lugging so much stuff from Ikea?!
The day after that, I was intending to rest at home before the planned induction the next day, but ended up visiting the preschooler and baby my mom looks after since their birth. My mom treats them as if her own grandchildren and pines for them while she's here to help us for a month. She couldn't sleep well the night before that when she heard that Baby Jason had been down with a flu and the new maid they have doesn't seem experienced looking after them. Zoey and Jason seemed very happy to see us. That was the first time I met the maid -- I am glad and even more resolute about my decision to look after my own daughter.
Show appeared after I had lunch with mom at around 2.30pm. I was already experiencing what I thought felt like menstrual cramps throughout the night before. The 'cramp' began to intensify as the day went on but was bearable. My gynae, Dr Yvonne Soong advised me on the phone to look out for more show to appear and monitor movements of the foetal. Andrew was supposed to go for IPPT that evening, but since I was still alright and moving around, and mom was already staying with us, I asked him to proceed with the IPPT. Dr Soong called again at 7 pm to check on me and advised that I make my way to meet her at TMC at 11 pm. My waterbag was burst after Dr Soong confirmed that I was already 2 cm dilated.
Contractions intensified by the hour, later on minutes...poor Andrew could hardly sit down to rest. Each time when he barely reached the edge of the black arm chair set in the delivery suite for him to rest during the night, contractions came and he quickly got up to hold my hand in support. Throughout labour, I was thinking in my semi-concious state, that I am most glad of my husband's presence and support throughout the pregnancy and labour...thank God for the blessing of my precious husband.
At around 5 or 6 am, I couldn't handle the pain anymore, and asked Andrew if I could have epidural. It was arranged and I was asked by one of the midwives to sign a consent (I was thinking to myself then, 'How strange...the words are so blur to me I can't even see what I'm signing...but hack!'
At 12pm, after pushing for...don't know how long...Dr Soong told me that Faith had turned to face up, i.e. facing the same direction as I was. She said it's such a pity because I was already 10cm dilated then and we didn't have to induce as we had previously planned, but the baby's heartbeat was beginning to decrease. I couldn't really understood her then (after effects of the laughing gas and long labour, I think), but I wanted the baby to be out quick, and safe. I turned to look at Andrew and asked him, 'Ok?' He nodded, giving me the 'no choice' look. That was the only reassurance I needed that that is the best we can do for our daughter.
At 3.15pm, I woke from the c-section and saw only Andrew in the ward with me. I started asking questions about my little girl. Andrew was all smiles and told me that Faith stopped crying and looked at him when he carried her and talked to her shortly after she was born. We are so proud of her...
At 3.20pm, Faith was finally brought to me after the paediatrician had examined her thoroughly. A lactation consultant came to our ward to help me put Faith to the breast. To my relief, Faith was able to latch on without much prompting. I was so worried that she wouldn't be able to latch on properly if I couldn't breastfeed her immediately after the c-section that Andrew told me, before I was even stitched back, I asked if I could breastfeed her immediately! Hehe...before I completely passed out straight after that.
Well, nothing could set my heart at ease then, until I held my baby girl in my arms and know that she's real, she's here and I have her in my arms...our first born. :)
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