The popping day
I know… I have always been on and off with this space. *guilts*
If you are on my instagram/facebook, you would probably know that Nicholas is a big baby boy now. ;)
Here’s me with baby Nicholas, 2 hours after the delivery.
Surprisingly, I could still look somewhat decent after 10 hours of labour. Hehe.
Nicholas was born on full term, on the exact EDD (estimated delivery date). Actually, this had caused much anxiety on us since we were expecting him to be out earlier. Everyone tells us boys usually pop before the EDD, while girls are likely to be late. I guess this also pretty much explains why man are always waiting for the woman? It’s an instinct to be late! Hahaha..
I had mixed feelings at Week 38 and 39. On one hand, I was wondering why wasn’t there any signs, hoping he will be ready to meet the world soon, yet, on the other hand, I felt it might be better if he stays in me, can’t imagine having to raise a kid.
Anyway, that very fine day (the day before EDD), I woke up from my afternoon nap feeling the urge to pee and I felt some fluid flowing out and it was uncontrollable. At that very moment, I took a deep breath. After a few tests with the nitrazine paper, we hurried down to the hospital!
As the time passed, the contractions got stronger but still random. I rested in the ward until around 10pm when the contractions became regular and starting to hurt! Seriously, giving birth feels like poo-ing. There was such a huge pressure against my hips whenever the contractions came on. The nurses mindfully reminded me not to shout or scream, and to breathe in-out rhythmically. I REALLY felt like pushing Nicholas out but it wasn’t time yet. That felt so miserable!
L was by my side all the while and I felt he was more overwhelmed than I was.
When the nurses gave me the green light, it took me more than an hour to push Nicholas out and I did not take epidural. Don’t ask me why!
So Nicholas came to this world after midnight.
Aww… Look at him! Trying to suck his fingers. :D










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