Monday, 04 May 2009
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Jireh's Journey
Jireh is the name of our 2nd precious girl, born on 31 Mar 2009 at Mater Women and Children Hospital in Townsville, Queensland Australia, at 6pm (that's 4pm S'pore time).
We are so blessed by the Lord that the delivery was conducted smoothly and we have a healthy baby girl, although events didn't pan out as we expected. Which just goes to show that man can plan but it's the Lord's will that prevails. We had planned an elective caesar on 2 April (Thursday) which is usually a week before the EDD (10 April). We had planned for Joel's mom and my mom both to arrive together on 1 April. We also did a major clean-up of our house on the weekend before, on Sat 28 March. We worked and worked from late morning till afternoon - 6 hours in total. Then we showered and treated ourselves to a nice, leisurely dinner outside. That was Saturday.
On Sunday as I was preparing to go to bed, I felt jabbing pains in my abdomen. We discussed and thought "must be just muscle cramps, not a big deal". I went to bed and the pain stopped at 2am. I also prayed to God that we don't have to deliver the next day cos our moms had not arrived yet. The next evening (Monday) I went for my routine pre-delivery appointment with my obstetrician in the evening, by which time the cramps had returned. My OB sent me immediately to the hospital to check the frequency of the cramps and baby's heartrate. Sensing no sign of labour, I was sent home, relieved that baby is not arriving earlier than planned cos our moms had not arrived yet. Late that night, I thought I should pack my hospital bag, just in case. Yes, that's how prepared I was. (No, that just proved how BUSY and EXHAUSTED I was!)
The next morning, Tuesday 31 Mar, the OB's clinic called to check on me. Yes, I was still having cramps. Yes, they are getting more painful. Yes, they seem to be coming closer together. Oh, and Yes I happen to be eating my breakfast at 10am. "STOP eating and go to the hospital for another check!" I was told by the mid-wife. I MSN Joel and he said he'd come back home from work immediately. Then we drove to the hospital at 11am. By then I was gasping during the contractions that were about 10minutes apart. Still, I'd hoped we'd not deliver that day cos I still have some housework not completed and our moms had not arrived yet!!! Who's going to look after Edna when I'm in delivery and post-delivery?!
Well, the scans showed that I was not having labour contractions but possibly Braxton Hicks. Not wanting to risk a natural labour occuring (long story which I'll not bother to explain), we decided to conduct the caesar that very evening (we had to wait till evening cos I had to let my breakfast digest fully before surgery). And so Jireh was born on Tuesday 31 Mar 2009. Even though our moms had not arrived yet.
So these are the photos of Jireh's journey into this world.
Waiting at the hospital lounge
At FULL TERM my tummy was tiny - heck, I wasn't even wearing maternity top and pants (yoga pants don't count).
Monitoring the contractions and Jireh's heartrate
Edna's antics provided a good distraction from the painful contractions. She had to eat her hurriedly-prepared breakfast snack in that room, out of the lunchbox.
The peaks show the contractions - major OUCH!
Delivery
Since our moms had not arrived yet, we decided that Joel would be with Edna while I went through the surgery alone. I must admit that though my mind thought it was totally logical, my heart was racing as they pushed me into the OT. Alone. Without Joel. Panic!! Next thing I knew, he had turned up next to me in OT gear, and was I relieved! It seemed at the last minute the hospital had offered a staff to babysit Edna so that Joel could be with me. How wonderful are these people?! Not only that, they even offered to take photographs and videos in the OT. In Singapore, back when Edna was born, our OB even had to get permission for Joel to join me in the OT... how impersonal was that?
Instead of epidural, I had a spinal anaesthesia which basically had the same effect of numbing my lower body. So I was totally conscious while being cut up behind the curtain...
Welcome to the world, precious!
Btw, the lady holding up Jireh is my OB. This is what she looks like:
This photo below is so precious! I know, my first thought was - "wah, leftover hat from Christmas...?"
Seconds after this shot was taken, I started gasping for air and had severe difficulty breathing, like my lungs were collapsing. Apparently that was a side effect of the anaesthesia, but I seemed to be badly affected. It was only after the anaesthetist jabbed some chemicals into my body that I managed to recover.
There. Do over. Delivery done. Gestation completed. Hooray, now I have my body back!!! No more constipation, no more constantly having to piss, no more breathlessness, no more preggy exhaustion!!!
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