Baby Hayden

My baby, our prince, our little darling has finally arrived!

20102010 what a date! God has certainly blessed us with this new born child. It was an amazing & unforgettable experience for Tim & I - Tim got to watch the birth of his son right before his eyes, whilst I got the first hand experience of going through labour pain before going under the knife:-

1pm - contraction was getting a little more intense. My doc came to check on my cervix. I was traumatized again as she inserted her fingers (& forcefully try to check the opening of my cervix). I was in total agony as I grabbed the nurse and yelled in pain. I was told that my cervix was still at 1cm and it was not a good sign basing on my contraction intensity and the bloody discharge. I was given 2 options then. To wait for few more hours & see if my cervix is properly dilated or not (for natural birth my cervix will have to be 10cm wide) or to go for the C section... I chose the 1st option.

2pm- the contraction pain got stronger at every 3 minutes. I was in agony. I couldnt sit up or walk to the toilet anymore. It was horrible. The pain was absolutely horrible! The nurses came and my doc was informed of my condition. Looking at the intensity of my contraction and my cervix dilation, it left us with only 1 option...

2.30pm- I was wheeled in to the labour suite... I was scheduled for a C section at 4.30pm. At that moment I wished I could turn the earth (like how superman did) to speed up the time as my contraction was getting unbearable.

4pm - I was taken to the operating theatre. Tim followed in. I was given epidural by a very cheerful & friendly anesthetist Dr Jamsari. My doc held my hand the whole time calming me down whenever the wave of contraction pain floods in. Was the epidural injection painful? Well, to me it was the best feeling ever! The contraction pain was so overwhelming that other pain felt like ant bites to me. As soon as the epidural was injected behind my back, the pain vanished. I became slightly 'high' (like drunk high) and my lower limbs turned jelly. Time to cut me open now!

4.30pm - Tim came into the OT dressed in a surgeon gown with a surgical mask on (I thought he
was one of the surgeon until he came to me and said "hi babyyy!". I smiled.

4.45pm - the sound of a baby crying filled the room... "CONGRATULATIONS!! you got one healthy
little baby boy!" my doc told us. I looked at Tim and he couldn't stop smiling... (he recorded the whole process on our camera).

When they brought the baby to me I was speechless. I kept kissing his face and just wanted to hold him tight next to me. What a beautiful sight! It is certainly the best day of my life.

Tim, our little prince and myself took our 1st family group photo whilst I was being stitched on...what an incredible experience!

Hayden Dominic Ng. You are truly a blessing and our gift from God. Mummy & daddy loves you very very much!

False Contraction

Anxiety and panic kicked in last night albeit my constant researching and reading tons of articles on pre-term labour signs and how a contraction would feel like. It started off on Saturday morning where I had stomach cramps and I went on to answer the call of nature. It happened again in the late afternoon, and again I visited the toilet. Last night, I had the worst cramp of all, not just any cramps but cramps that made me wanna vomit and I suffered a mild case of diarrhea! My stomach contracted tightly and I had to lie down, waiting for the motion to pass on.... and thank God it did after 15minutes.

It was a false alarm. But during the time I was in pain, calls were made to my friends, my boss, my mother to ask - "how would you know if you are going into early labour?" I am in my 32 weeks now and I read and was told on the possibility of having preterm labour anytime! The only comforting part whilst I was sweating in discomfort was that my hubby was at my side caressing me and when I asked him, "what if the baby decides to come out early?" and to my relieve, his face lit up and excitedly he said, "good! why not?"

I'll be going over to see my gynae later but I do have a feeling that its only a normal case of abdominal pain and the little munchkin is still not ready to say hello to the world......yet.

Week 30

2 posts in a row for this week - just for my ardent readers/ followers. =)

The earlier one was about my overly promoted butter chicken dish. But of course, some of you would want to know how I am coping with my pregnancy and all.... well, for one, I'm in my Week 30! 10 more weeks to go before I cry in labour pain? Exciting or scaaaryy? Take a guess.

My tummy is getting bigger and bigger and that is what everyone seems to be telling me. Its like an overnight balloon. One thing for sure, they told me it will get even bigger in my 8th month!! This morning as I looked into the mirror, I realized how fat I looked. Not just looking fat, I feel fat too. Sigh. Well, thank goodness for my hubby who constantly tell me how beautiful I look and his constant touch on my tummy (besides the occasional jabbing and rocking my tummy just to intentionally make the baby kick inside in retaliation) I would have been in distress - psychologically. Looking at the yoga pamphlets that comes to my possession seems tempting and I've made up my mind to sign up for it as soon as I've delivered! - if that's possible.

Like any maternity/ nesting instinct, I willl be packing my bags soon - who knows the baby might decide to say hello to this world earlier than scheduled? Will see how it goes... as my doc told me from this month onwards, I will be seeing her every fortnight now instead of the usual monthly check-ups. Time is getting nearer and nearer... I could just feel it...