You have been waiting for this rightttttttt?
I have been trying to find the time to put together my birth story. Whatever time I had, I typed out in my notepad first as I lay in bed while my baby was sleeping or while I was nursing him.
Here it goes.
When I went for my last gynae check up on 4 August 2016, I was secretly hoping for some progress because I was already 39weeks and 2 days pregnant.
The attending gynae did some serious
digging VE on me before telling me that my cervix was still far, far, farrrrrr behind.
This was my Facebook update after that checkup.
The day before the check up, I also had my massage session and my Nenek Urut told me that my tummy was still high up. She was right. Everyone told me the same thing too.
“Relax, your tummy still very high. It will not be anytime soon.”
So yeah, I was already prepared to wait till my 40th week and give birth to an overdue baby.
But I was secretly hoping that I could still give birth to him on the 5th somehow.
5 has always been my favourite number ley.
5 August 2016:
When I went to bed that night, I could not sleep well. Things did not seem right. At about 3 am, the contractions started. I was actually unsure at first. After all, this was the first time I got to really experience contractions naturally Previous pregnancies, I was induced and contractions came later by force. So okay, I started to monitor the contractions. They kept coming and going. Strong. Persistent. Repetitive. They started to come really close together unlike the normal lame Braxton Hicks contractions. So I just had the urge to start timing. True enough, they came every 4 to 5 minutes. And they continued to come and go all the way.
When the girls were getting ready for school, I was still in bed timing the contractions because I am a freak like that. Still 4 to 5 minutes apart. Painful, yes. But bearable still. That was about 6 am.
At 7 am, just when Tatek and the girls left the house for school, I saw a dark pink mucusy discharge with a tinge of red.
IT WAS THE BLOODY SHOW!
So I called Tatek ever so calmly and said,
“B, I think right, it’s time. But no worries, I want to shower first.”
He panicked lah obviously. Forever panicking, this guy.
He was like,
“Alamak! REALLY??? Ok ok you faster get ready now!”
I asked him to pass the phone to the girls and I informed them one by one that I would be going to the hospital soon. Told them what they needed to do upon reaching home from school and explained to my helper what needed to be done also.
I then took a nice warm shower (because that’s what almost everyone who is in labour will do before she goes to the hospital) despite the contractions which kept coming.
Got myself ready. And yes, I do mean putting on makeup. I figured why not? Since I could still do it, then do it. I wanted to look reasonably okay when I greeted my boy, bearing in mind that I have this birth story to put up. So thoughtful of me, huh? Want to give birth also still think of my blog readers.
Here you go. My last picture with my tummy.
I am actually already missing it as I am typing this (with a flabby tummy as a replacement).
39 weeks 3 days pregnant – that was how long I carried my boy in my tummy.
So anyway, we bought KFC for breakfast. My breakfast was the porridge and the chicken burger.
YA I ATE BOTH. CANNOT AH?
I told Tatek to let him satisfy my final cravings before confinement.
He was like “Ya ya ya.”
Ate inside the car on the way to KKH, of course.
Reached the delivery suite at about 9.50 am.
The nurse asked whether I wanted to self admit myself or whether I wanted to be given painkillers so that I could go home and manage the contractions.
I requested for self admission, duh!
“Just give birth already lah!” I was telling myself.
I was given delivery room number 12. No significance actually the number. But just telling you lah.
Changed into my white hospital gown woohoooooooooo! #OOTD
Time check: 10.02 am
Since Dr Suzanna was still on leave till 6 pm, Dr Jessie Phoon attended to me.
She came in at about 11 am to say hello before doing a VE.
“You are already 3 cm! Good job! Yesterday your cervix was still not ready. Must be the VE I did on you!”
I think so too, doc.
So from 11 am I was just lying down, checking my nails, and tolerating the contractions.
No lah, actually was already in so much pain.
Look at my face.
And then I did some mental calculation too.
3 cm at 11 am.
I would most probably be 10 cm at night.
Contractions were already unbearable because they were 3 minutes apart.
There was no time to recuperate from one before the next one hit.
So should I lie down, get the contractions to accompany me till night and be in a very, very very, bad mood meanwhile?
Or should I opt for epidural and be happy and calm so that I could reserve my energy and then concentrate on giving birth when the time comes?
Of course I decided to opt for the latter.
Time check: 12.10 pm
Epidural was administered.
And unlike the previous ones where the husband was not allowed to be inside, this time round Tatek was allowed to be inside – not to observe how the epidural was administered, but to distract me while it was being administered. After all, we are talking about my back being jabbed by big needles.
After it was done, I was lying down happily. I even took a selfie because I was thinking, “Yay cannot really feel the pain now.”
Pretty or act pretty? Doesn’t matter because I was in pain again soon after the picture above. LOL.
I started to notice that only the right side of my body was numb even after twenty minutes. The left side was not. I could still feel the painful contractions on the left side. LIKE SUPER PAINFUL! So I asked the nurse whether it was normal.
Apparently the reason why that happened was because I was lying down on my side and facing the left right after the epidural was administered. Not my fault actually because the nurse requested I lie down in such a manner so that they could detect the baby’s heartbeat.
They inserted a higher dosage of epidural in order to numb the left side of my body a bit more.
Time check: 3.15 pm
5 cm dilated
“Wow that was fast!” I thought to myself.
Mind you, I was not induced this time round, unlike the previous TWO pregnancies with my THREE girls. So it was really like a first time experience for me. I was pretty excited actually to know that my cervix dilated naturally.
While waiting for time to pass by, I listened to all the Surah collection that I have compiled for my baby and myself. Special thanks to my family friend Liyanah for preparing for me the list of dua to ease my labour, and personally delivering air zamzam to my house for me! She did not have to, but she did! So touched by her kind gesture.
Okay back to the birth story.
The husband was really wide awake this time round. Thank goodness he managed to have a good night sleep the night before so he was very alert and attentive to my needs this time round. And oh, he helped me take a lot of photos too! LOL. Guess he was just excited to see his son.
He even took a picture of his Husband’s Pass!
And he arranged the baby clothes before taking a picture!
Meanwhile, my girls were at home waiting anxiously for me to give birth. They were already dressed for the hospital and waiting for the right time to rush to the hospital! Yes, they were that eager to meet their baby brother.
Meanwhile, they did whatever I had told them to do!
They showered and ate their lunch.
They did their school work.
They performed their prayers with my helper.
My mum took the pictures above and updated me via the family group chat.
So sweet of them, right? <3
For every progress I made, Tatek would also update the family group chat so that everyone was well-informed.
Time check: 5.47 pm
8 cm dilated
OH MY GOD!
The midwife on duty asked me whether I already felt the sensation to push.
Been so long since I last heard that word.
You can click HERE to get what I mean.
But no lah, no sensation yet.
Didn’t feel any pressure down there even.
And besides, it was not 6 pm yet.
I wanted to wait for my gynae Dr Suzanna!
Oh, my water bag broke somewhere in between. I didn’t even feel wet down there. I only realized it broke when the midwife told me. I was like, “Oh water bag broke already? Okay!” LOL.
At about 6.15 pm, Dr Suzanna arrived and she screamed,
“Diahhhhhhhh! Baby waiting for me is it?”
Noting the fact that I was already 8 cm dilated, Dr Suzanna told me that I was making really good progress so far since everything happened naturally without having the need to induce.
“Since everything is progressing on its own, do expect a faster labour this time round, Diah.”
Ya. I think she said something like that lah.
Time check: 6.30 pm
Dr Suzanna did another check down there and said ever so casually,
“Diah, I can see your baby’s head already, you know? His hair is so thick! Husband, you want to see?”
Tatek took a look and told me excitedly,
“B, his hair very thick! I can see his head already!”
Dr Suzanna continued,
“Diah, you wanna push now or wait till you feel the sensation? If you push now, baby will be out in about two pushes only. Wanna try?”
Of course that made me want to push baby out all the more!
I could not wait to see the cheeky little fella who had been kicking me so much during my pregnancy.
Time check: 6.43 pm
So I started doing my thing.
Took a super deep breath, exhaled and gave a long pushhhhhhhhhh like I wanted to pass motion like that.
“Excellent Diah! Just one more long push! You are doing well! We might not even need to stitch you up!”
Time check: 6.48 pm
I gave it one more long push and the little fella was out!
5 MINUTES OF PUSHING???!!!!!!
I was like, “Eh that’s it? Baby’s out? Seriously?”
I couldn’t grasp it even then. It was all just happening so fast and I wanted to savor it all.
HELLO LITTLE FELLA!
(I waited forever for your arrival and ended up shopping too much, you know?!)
When I went for my last checkup with the gynae the day before I gave birth, I was told that baby’s estimated weight was around 2.8 kg to 2.9 kg.
I am just so excited to introduce my boy to the world!
Born on 5 August 2016 at 6.48 PM, weighing 3.54 kg and measuring 51 cm.
: Shakeel Adly :
Shakeel means: Handsome & good looking.
Adly means: Of fairness and justice
I was told that the moment Tatek updated the family group chat when baby was out, my girls jumped and shouted uncontrollably. Then they rushed and pestered my parents to quickly drive them to the hospital so that they could see their baby brother.
And they waited along the corridor outside the delivery suite with a bouquet of flowers for me, no less.
Oh, they even got a gift for their baby brother!
It’s a baby shark keychain!
“His name is Shakeel right Mummy? So we got him a Baby Shark because his nickname is going to be that!”
EXCELLENT IDEAS, GIRLS!
Can my daughters get any sweeter than this?
I know they are going to be the best sisters to their baby brother!
And as my way of saying thank you to them and to reaffirm the fact that I love them no less now that the baby brother is out, I surprised them with a gift each which I had prepared weeks before I gave birth.
Of course they were so thrilled to receive the gifts, and even happier after they unwrapped their gifts.
Oh there is another picture that I must share with you – my mum sitting on the floor with my girls while waiting for us to be out from the delivery suite.
Really a touching sight, right? So much love for all them lah. <3
Big thank you to my family and everyone else for your prayers and well-wishes.
Thank you to my husband for being there throughout for me, and for being so patient with me. <3
As usual, my big family came to visit on the same day. Every single one of them. Needless to say, the hospital ward was as noisy as a wet market with their presence! LOLOLOLOL.
BUT I LOVE THEM ALL LAHHHH!
Special thanks to the best gynae in the whole wide world, Dr Suzanna Sulaiman from KKH! All my checkups with her had been nothing but pleasant and stress free! She is such an easygoing gynae, and is also so assuring and encouraging.
And I do not know how she did what she did when I was in labour, but she was really so cool, calm and relaxed all the way. I just love her strong positive aura!
So yes, I will highly recommend her if you are looking for a gynae but do be prepared to wait and wait because she is one of the most popular gynaes at KKH! Don’t say I never warned you. 😀
Okay I am done with the birth story.
Alhamdullilah for this easy labour. I couldn’t have done it without your prayers and support all along.
Sorry I took more than a week. I am after all a mother to four kids now. *gulps*
It all seemed like a blur, getting pregnant, my pregnancy, labour – it felt like a blip in time.
Still trying to adapt to changes.
Still trying to learn to divide my time.
Still getting used to breastfeeding and sore nipples.
Still trying to get the hang of expressing milk.
Still getting used to wearing hideous maternity bras which only make my boobs sag even more.
Still getting used to rushing every time and all the time.
Still trying to get used to the idea of having a baby yet again. (The last time I had
a baby babies was eight years ago!)
But I am definitely so in love with my baby Shakeel.
This boy means a lot to me. A lot.
I didn’t have it easy during the first few months of pregnancy. Very challenging. Very depressing. Now that he’s here, it feels like everything is finally in place. I am going to do the best I can and take really good care of him.
I will never ever forget what it feels like to long for your baby being handed in your arms – it’s so real, you can touch it. There is so much more I could write and I will – in the chapters of my life to come.
But for now, this is the birth story of Shakeel Adly, my fourth child and only boy.
I am complete now.
(Okay fine I remember saying “I am complete” so many times before his arrival. But this time, I am really, really, reaaaalllllly complete!)
<3 <3 <3