Hello, My Amazing Tribe!
First, let me say thank you for joining me on this awesome journey of relieving my childbirth experience especially for cheering me all along the way.
Undoubtedly, it has been a very insightful one for you I believe. The feedback from the last post was encouraging and I am glad that you have picked a thing or two from it.
Hey, it's the last day of my wonderful month, May. I trust that you enjoyed it as much as I did.
In today's episode of the childbirth series, a mother all the way from Uganda shares her own experience. Enjoy!
Growing up, most of what I knew concerning child birth was that it was very painful and sometimes people die, also that some women were superstars in the labour ward and I always envisioned myself as a superstar.
After deciding I was having my baby I went to get signed up for prenatal care. In my mind, I thought I'd get all the information on childbirth and postpartum care from the ‘classes’. I don't know why I thought antenatal was like a school for pregnant women. That was not the case.
got were Blood Pressure checks, weight checks, and baby's heartbeat checks. I
also got a tetanus shot and anti-malaria plus enough folic for everyday of
being pregnant in addition to answers to my random questions like "why am I having
so much discharge?" and that was it I think. I didn't really know what to
expect or ask since it was my first child. I only asked questions based on what
I felt. Thank God mine was smooth, I enjoyed my pregnancy except for the last
trimester where I was like a vampire, no sleep at night because of heartburn
and the baby would overturn at night.
So when you are pregnant, the whole world becomes an expert
on what to do and not to do. Even those who have not given birth before will
tell you what to do, some will even say you are pretending about how you feel.
Let me take this opportunity to tell you that everyone's experience is unique,
and so sometimes what works for one may not work for the other.
I on the other hand was a lazy pregnant woman loyal to my
folic and prayers, and I pushed with no tearing. I feel like our bodies react
differently to pregnancies, some will be hardworking others will be downright
lazy. (like me)
I decided early in my pregnancy it was wise to limit who I
listen to. That list had my midwife and my mum alongside Google to explain what
both said in detail.
My greatest fear of childbirth was getting torn apart and of
course, the excruciating pain everyone had been talking about since before I was
even born. I heard that you get stitched with no anesthesia and that thought
scared the hell out of me. I don't know how true that is. So I asked Google
"How can I avoid tearing?" he told me to try the Perineal massage it
entails pressing down your vagina towards your anus (very strong words am
anyway I did that with olive oil. I don't know if it did the trick but I came
While online, I came across hypnobirthing, it aims at
helping a woman deal with any fears and anxiety she may have around child
birth, it involves various relaxation and self hypnosis techniques to help relax the body before and
On this technique, I chose the breathing exercises and I also envisioned how I wanted my Labour to be. The second worked. The breathing thing was thrown out the window, I was busy making noise, speaking in tongues (I've never prayed so hard in my life) and asking the gyn why he wanted to kill me. The only sound I wanted was my own voice. Everyone else voice was an irritating sound that needed to be stopped.
However what I envisioned my labour time to
be happened as I had meditated it to be. So I asked my mum how long she spent
in the Labour ward and she said 8 hours. So that is what I made my mind to
believe. I remember at the eighth hour the gyn said I still had two more hours
to go and I told him "that's not what I and God agreed" and so when
he stepped out of the room. I told my baby it's time to come out. Long story
short the baby listened and came out, there was a little commotion since no one
expected it to happen so soon, but we here and alive.
Tikia a mother who is single. Very passionate about Jesus.
I recently realized I could tell a story and haven't stopped since. I am on a roll. As I write I keep finding out things about me. I have hope and am on the path of self-discovery. Here's the link to my blog Tikia with Grace.
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© Onyinye Udeh