Farrah is a wife and mom and loves to share her married experience with the world.
My Labour and Birth Story: A Day I'll Never Forget
It's been almost four years since I was in the labour room screaming my head off as I tried to push my daughter into the world.
It's not even her birthday today (will be in October), however, this story has been playing in my head for a while and I thought to share it here today.
I'm also moved to share it as I have read and celebrated other women as they shared theirs, so why not do the same.
So, here goes mine and I hope you have as much fun reading it as I had writing it.
My Labour Story Begins...
I believe every woman who has gone through labour and child birth should be celebrated. Not meaning to sound negative, but this is one experience that brings you a little close to death and then back again, even with the advancement in technology.
Oh, and don't believe all those stories about forgetting the pain the instant you lay eyes on your little bundle. It's all bull really. What people should say instead, is that you don't weigh the pain as anything compared to the precious bundle you'd have in your arms.
For the pain, you will feel every single tear or cut of the episiotomy, especially if you gave birth via a vaginal delivery and also opted for a natural birth.
My Labour Story and Experience
My pregnancy experience is no different from what millions of women the world over have gone through. However, it has a slight twist in that I had a pretty rough time as I was very sick from the 5th week of pregnancy all up till the 35th week.
I would vomit several times a day and I also had other pregnancy symptoms like constipation, heartburn, severe nausea, dehydration and fever. Sometimes though the fever would let up, but the other symptoms remained.
Luckily, these symptoms didn't last all through as I got some relief from the 35th week and by relief, I mean that the nausea and vomiting stopped completely. However, these were replaced by a back pain so severe, I felt my back would snap in two each time it came.
My Labour Experience Proper
Women in my family fall into labour between 37-39 weeks so I started prepping for mine from the 36thh week.
I was scared of labour pain but my kid sister who's had two kids at the time, told me labour was less painful if you did a lot of exercises in your third trimester, so I took to going for long 45 minutes to one hour walks daily from my seventh month. In her words, I was cutting off the labour pain gradually with each day I exercised. I believed her.
On the morning of the 38th week, I fell into labour and was taken to the hospital. The doctor did a VE (which was extremely painful, I might add. He kept digging furiously, like he was searching for some hidden treasure there) then announced my cervix was still closed.
I must have fainted somewhere in my mind at this announcement. I couldn't believe I was in all that pain and had only dilated 4cm! Fast forward to an hour later and I couldn't stand anymore from the pain.
Prior to this, my husband had suggested an epidural, but somehow, I saw myself as Superwoman and insisted on a natural birth (this is one mistake I'm never going to make ever again!11). A few hours into the labour and I realized the stupidity of my actions.
I screamed at a coming contraction and my husband made the mistake of saying:
" scream. Just call on the blood of Jesus." I almost killed him!
Blood of Jesus in my state! I screamed for the nurses to get the idiot (sorry honey) out of my sight. I wanted to lunge at him so he could get a taste of the pain I was in and let's see him call on Jesus. However the pain I was in held me back and I concentrated instead on getting through each contractions.
Thankfully, my hubby was asked to leave (he was the last person I wanted to see at that point) and my mom allowed in. She held my hands through each contraction, urging me to conserve my energy for what laid ahead.
By 9pm, four hours later and 17 hours after my labour began, I was fully dilated to 10cm and already in the labour room. On the matron's directives I would push; I held both my knees pressed to my body and lunged upwards pushing each time the contractions came, but the baby wasn't coming out.
I was in this state for a long while and after four hours pushing I was already weak. My mom was allowed in once again and she proceeded to feed me a glucose drink to boost my already severely depleted energy and to also give me some pep talk; she saw how weak, frustrated and discouraged I already was.
My daughter however, just didn't seem ready to be born. She had descended low enough as the medical team could feel her each they did a VE, however she just wasn't ready to make that last lap out.
One hour later at 1am, which, at this time was now five hours in the labour room, I started screaming for a cesarean section to be carried out. I asked the doctor to get one done or just give me a euthanasia. The pain was that unbearable.
At that point, my mind flashed to my sister and her words about labour not being painful and in my mind I knew I killed her right there and then (later she would go on to say she'd only said that to allay my fears of labour).
If she hadn't told me labour wasn't painful my superwoman mode never would have been activated and I would gratefully have accepted the epidural offered
In the end, an emergency c-section was done and my beautiful daughter was brought out. Turned out she'd had her cord wrapped tightly around her neck which prevented her from coming out. The doctor also pointed out that if I'd succeeded in pushing her out, she probably would have been strangled in the process.
What I Learnt from My Experience
Three years, nine months later and I yearn for another baby. I would gladly go through that pain again (although I hope I never do), if it means get another precious just like my beautiful, beautiful daughter
This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and is not meant to substitute for formal and individualized advice from a qualified professional.
© 2020 Farrah Young
Miebakagh Fiberesima from Port Harcourt, Rivers State, NIGERIA. on July 03, 2020:
Farrah, thanks for responding. Again, I call my wife and talk with her. She confirmed many women were wailing and crying in the birth ward. To my mind it should not be so. "The woman shall be deliver from (the pain of)child birth." Great dads hold the answer. Thanks, Farrah.
Farrah Young (author) from Lagos, Nigeria on July 02, 2020:
I dunno about child birth not being that painful. Mine definitely was and I had a few women in the labour ward screaming their heads off, while one or two were a bit calmer. Guess the experience is different for every woman.
Thanks for dropping by.
Miebakagh Fiberesima from Port Harcourt, Rivers State, NIGERIA. on July 02, 2020:
Farrah, sorry for the pain cause by complication. I talked with my wife, and she agreed child birth is not that painful under normal circumstanse. Sickness is inevitable. It should be lessen. What were the secrets? Good dads hold the answer. Glad you come through CS. And your girl is growing. Happy mothering.
Farrah Young (author) from Lagos, Nigeria on July 01, 2020:
The pain was worth it in the end.
Farrah Young (author) from Lagos, Nigeria on July 01, 2020:
Haha. I saw the glitch myself and thought I corrected it before hitting publish. Dunno why it still turned out that way. I just did a correction again and hope it stays that way.
Thanks for taking the time to read and comment on this story. I always look forward to your comments.
Theblogchick from United States on July 01, 2020:
Very beautiful story Farrah,
I'm so sorry you had to go through so much pain. I found your article about child birth insightful and interesting. Thanks for sharing.
Liz Westwood from UK on July 01, 2020:
I'm not sure how the comments box ended up in the middle of your article. Thanks for sharing your experience. I'm very pleased that you had a happy outcome after all your pain. I'm surprised you were left so long before a C-section was done.