We have scheduled the C-Section operation on the 27th April 2012, Friday. Her actual estimated date of delivery (EDD) was actually on the 9th May 2012, but since we opted for a c-section due to my weak back, we had to choose a a date which is 1-2 weeks earlier than the EDD.
27th April was chosen due to its convenience for Idros' sake, (not much leaves to be taken since the next two days are weekends and labour day followed closely by.
3-4 weeks before the 27th April 2012, Mr Braxton Hicks decided to roll the ball for me. He had been presenting on and off in my abdomen.
The weekly visit to my gynea, Dr Clifford Chan at The Women's Clinic & Surgery, confirmed the sighting of contractions, he concluded, "The baby might come earlier than the scheduled date. If your contractions get stronger, just wait for me at the hospital."
A week before the supposed scheduled c-section date, the contractions WERE getting stronger, on the night of 17th April 2012, the contractions were 1 hour apart. It stopped the next morning, 18th April 2012. Due to my perseverance and gullibility, I went to work.
The contractions started again during lunch time, gullible and obnoxious as I was, I ate more, in fear of it not being a contraction but gastric pains instead.
Seeing me in pain, my vice principal, Julie (bless her) told me to time the contractions, I did; they were 6 minutes apart. Julie told me to snap out of it and call my gynea immediately.
Dr Chan told me to go back home since I just ate and he could not perform the operation, he said the operation could only be done 6 hours after my last meal. I called my panicky husband afterwards,
Me : "Babe, she is coming out, I am giving birth."
Idros : "This is not a game. You stop playing with me."
Me : "But I am giving birth."
Idros : "You are?! Stay on the line! I'll drive over! Don't put down the phone! I need to know how you are doing every second!!"
Me : "But babe I am not dying. I am giving birth."
Then I called my mom. She cried on the line. I texted my siblings when I got home (driven home by my husband) : "If I don't see any of your faces tonight, you're breast-feeding the baby."
Back at home at about 3.20pm, I decided to calm myself down by finishing my ASSIGNMENT for my final module which was due that Friday itself.
I finished it at about 8pm and headed off to Parkway East Hospital at 8.20pm.
I was admitted in the delivery ward. They shaved off my pubic hair, inserted the darn catheter, and inserted their fingers into my vagina to check if the cervix has been opened, which was not. Thank god she did it once.
At precisely 9.40pm, they pushed me into the operating theater, I can't recall the name of the General Anesthetic Technician who had a solemn look on her face, but she told me to relax as she inserted the needle into my hand, by then I was immune to pain, thanks to the catheter.
The last thing I saw before I went into a deep sleep, was Dr Chan in his surgical outfit and mask.
Surgery ended at 10.05pm. That was the time my baby was delivered, I regained consciousness at 10.15pm, the first thing I asked the nurse who woke me up was, "Is my baby a girl?"
They pushed me out of the operating theater and I was relieved to see my husband and my entire family members who rushed from wherever they were from just to see me.
Idros was elated to be the first to carry the baby, the person to azan and qamat int her ears. He took sufficient photos of our baby's first few moments into this world. Idros was puzzled however with her reaction. She did not cry nor uttered a single sound. Idros asked the nurse, "Why isn't she crying?"
The nurse replied, "Don't worry she will cry tomorrow." True enough, till this day she has exceeded the nurse's prediction.
My mom told me in tears that I have given birth to a beautiful little girl, she showed me the picture of my baby which was taken behind the nursery glass window.
I fell in love with a picture.
That night, I asked the nurse to bring me my baby, who cried when I carried her, nurse said, "She was sleeping that's why."
The best feeling in the world, like you have just opened up a parcel you have waited for, for 9 months, is finally in your arms, just as how you have pictured her, just as how you have prayed every day in your prayers for, the perfect little baby.
I apologised to the nurse but kissed my baby continuously.
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