One (very) active young toddler in the house is enough to make our life becomes so occupied. I don’t get the luxury to have my hands on the laptop at home that often anymore and typing a long entry on iPhone is not so ergonomic. I think I have got enough good reasons for leaving this blog dusty for sooo long. Too many events were left unwritten but I make special effort for this special moment: the birth of our second child!
Alhamdulillah, i safely delivered a baby girl with 3.3 kg birth weight on 31 October 2012, 12.36pm at KK Specialist Centre. We named her Wan Ulyaa binti Wan Muhammad; a name inspired by a verse in the Quran (9:40).
Many people say every pregnancy is unique which applies to me as well. The second pregnancy experience was more challenging to me as I had a very slow total weight gain (baby’s weight increasing perfectly; which meant I was the one who lose weight). Blood test showed that my Hb was pretty low (around 7 as opposed to normal Hb count 12 gm/dl). I was forced to take Iberet Folic which made me throw up after I consumed. I often have sleep deprivation starting around 30 weeks of pregnancy due to back pain. And I had Braxton Hicks at 35 weeks which had made the staff nurse at the hospital thought I came to check my contraction pattern on CTG was only for a joke >_<
So on D day which was actually at 37 W 2 D, I curled up myself on bed after performing Fajr prayer as I had this uneasy feeling in my stomach. There were three possibilities: gastrities, another Braxton Hicks or real labor! I calmly told my husband that I may need to take medical leave if the pain continues – but this time just go to normal clinic (not hospital) to avoid another embarrassment.
Nonetheless, the pain intermittently continued. At 6.30 am, i started to take note on the timing – it was 10-minute interval. I requested my husband to get Aadil prepared to be sent to his babysitter’s house earlier that day in case of real labor. At the same time I called up my mom and texted my MIL to inform that I already had this almost-like-labor continuous pain. Everyone was praying it’s not the time yet since my MIL’s flight was 3 weeks away and we might have to buy an emergency ticket for mama to come over.
I was quite sure it was real labor when the contraction pattern has become more frequent and more severe with 7-minute interval. I slowly packed up my delivery bag (yes, got scolded by mum for not preparing it earlier). Alhamdulillah husband was back from sending Aadil with a packed breakfast for me. I religiously ate my meal, grabbed a few dates and continuously drink air zam zam in the hope to have enough energy for the ‘battle’. This is a lesson learnt from Aadil’s labor experience in which I didn’t have enough energy to push which made doctor decided to assist the delivery with kiwi vacum.
The pain became more intense and I continuously recite du’a Fatimah, istighfar and selawat; together with my zauj. Alhamdulillah for the breathing technique I had learnt from akhawat and the YouTube; which helped me a lot to stay calm; focused and bear with the pain.
When we reached hospital, I was assisted by the same staff nurse who attended me during the false labor last time. Looking at me severely in pain, she asked permission to straight away check my dilation. To my shocking, it was 7cm. I was then sent to labor room straight away.
It was a whole new experience:
– My legs were ‘hung’ to the looped belt at the bed frame to ensure good opening for ease of delivery (I guess).
– The labor room was very busy that day since most of my doctor’s patients ‘chose’ to deliver on that day; before she left Taiwan on the next day for 7-day marathon leave. So doctor was running one patient to another; which somehow made me nervous. But the nurses seemed to be very experienced and skillful.
– No pain killer at all. I planned to take epidural to experience a more relaxed labor but it was too late for that. Alhamdulillah, Allah has made it easy for me. I can never thank You enough my Allah..
– This time I have my zauj by my side throughout the labor! I was grateful to have someone to share the pain and happiness during that crucial moment.
After about 90 minutes in the labor room,with just three pushes i safely deliver my girl.
So that’s my short story of Ulyaa’s labor. I shed tears of thankfulness;
Thankful to Him who has made the delivery smooth and relatively easy
Thankful to Him who has granted us a beautiful and healthy baby girl
Thankful to Him for His endless bounty upon us.
Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, Allahu Akbar.
“And We have enjoined upon man to be kind to his parents; in pain did his mother bear him, and in pain did she give him birth. The carrying of a child to his weaning is thirty months. At length, when he reaches the age of full strength and is forty years (old), he says, ‘O my Lord! Grant me that I may be grateful for Your favors, that You bestowed me and upon both my parents; that I may do righteous deeds that are acceptable to You; and be gracious to me with regards to (my own) offspring. Surely, I turn to You repentant, and I wholly give myself (to You).” (Qur’an 46:15)