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Trippleblessing:Aameen and you also! |
missviva:Thanks mama. I’ve heard it helps prevent colic in infants. |
Morrewhunmie:Thank you! |
Omakraid:Thanks mama. Don’t mind me. I have always loved the long BS I read here and decided to do justice to mine also. |
Comanche:B.S. - (PT 2) When I got home I didn’t bother going in, I told hubby to sharpaly go and cook a bowl of ewedu for me and I started climbing the stairs in our building. When I got tired I went inside to drink the ewedu, eat more pineapple and dates. Then hubby and I went out for a walk. I read that curb walking is more effective than normal straight walk. So that’s how I started walking round the community, one feet on the curb and the other feet on the road. People driving by were just giving me looks like who is this weirdo . I didn’t even look at them me that contractions was hitting back to back every 4 minutes. But in retrospect I really must have looked really weird with my big jilbab and my tamurege one-leg-up walk by the roadside .After I got tired we made our way home, it was around 5pm at this time. When I got home I just knelt on the floor, pick needle and thread and started putting finishing touches on my baby’s coming home outfit. For my mind my baby must look good for his hospital photoshoot. Contraction was every 4 minutes now and anytime it hits me within that 40 seconds I’d fling the cloth away and pick it back up for the remaining 3 minutes and 20 seconds break in between. Hubby kept saying we should go back every time I shouted with each contractions but I refused, I went back outside and continued climbing the stairs. By 7:30PM the cramp was just too intense for me I shouted for hubby and said oya let’s start going o. We got there and I was hooked back onto the monitor, after my V.E they said I was at 4CM. Ye! A nurse came by around 11PM to examine me and I was still at 4CM. She told me if I don’t make significant progress the doctor will have to break my water and also induce contractions. At this point I knew this idea of being plugged to the bed wasn’t working for me. All these while the nurses kept coming to check on me and offering me the epidural. It got to a stage it was annoying sef abi something else is there ni I said I don’t want . So I called the nurse and told her I want to be mobile and try to exercise. So she had to go get me a monitor with wheels I can move with, and she also got me a bouncing ball for exercise. I started alternating between walking round the room with hubby pushing the monitor beside me, bouncing on the ball and rocking on the rocking chair in the labour room. But I still felt like I could do bettter. So I called the nurse and asked if I could go out to the lobby for walk. She said she’d have to go ask if that is allowed cause it is unusual for people to be walking up and down the lobby. She came back and said it was fine. The first thing that struck me when I got to the lobby was how quiet it was. Imagine a labour ward being as quiet as a graveyard while people were actually in labour. These people are bout the soft life o. Dem done sama dem epidural dem just Dey enjoy. Me I just started walking up and down the long lobby. In fact every nurse that saw me and hubby was always so startled like it must have been very unusual for them. They must be thinking that which kind sufferhead human being is this .After about 2 hours of alternating between walking, bouncing on a ball, and using a rocking chair I was checked again and AlhamdulilLah 6cm already. The nurse who checked me said whatever it is I was doing I should keep doing it. I continued with the exercise but by the time it was around 3AM I was too tired and in pain. I decided to leave Superman for Clark Kent so I succumbed and requested for the epidural The epidural was injected into my spine around the lower back and within a few minutes the pain of contractions started easing off and my leg started feeling numb. Almost immediately I feel asleep feeling so tired and relieved to be free of pain after 15 hours of labour. When I woke up around 6 am I could see they were about to set up the line for fastening the contraction and burst my water. At this stage I only felt a slight tingle in my body from the waist down. I couldn’t move my legs and they felt bloated when I touched them. Just as they were about to burst the water, I heard the nurse telling my hubby that ‘oh look that’s her water gushing out itself’, the water had broken itself. I kept sleeping and waking up at intervals until I was finally woken around 10:AM to the news that I was 10CM and set to start pushing. About 8 medical personnel trooped in and the lead doctor inclined my bed and placed my legs in stirrups that were attached to the lower part of each side of the bed. That way I was on my back and my legs were wide open to them. I was worried about how I was gonna push and even know I was pushing when all my body was dead from the waist down. They told me not to worry that I’d be coached. After everything was set for labour I was told that once the contraction hits on the screen I was to talk a deep breath in then push out the breath as hard as I could as if I want to poop. Then they asked if I wanted to watch myself push the baby out. I said yes, so they brought in a tall large mirror on wheels and placed in a convenient position where I could see what was happening down there. Then the pushing began. There were 5 rounds of pushing all together with three pushes per round. First round nothing happened, second round just blood came out. At this point I noticed I was getting more distracted by me looking at the mirror. So I stopped looking at the mirror and focused more on pushing. I was also given a towel to put under my knee and use it to pull my legs towards me while also raising my back as if I wanted to look in between my legs as I’m pushing. By the third round the head was showing at the entrance. The doctor shouted ‘mama look at the head he has a full head of hair’ I looked and truly all I could see was a little round spot with matted hair blocking the entrance of my vagina. I was so scared at how small it was because I had a funny dream a day ago where I saw myself give birth to a baby the size of a big lizard . I started thinking maybe I shouldn’t have dismissed the dream and now it was happening in reality. By the fourth round the head moved out more. At this point all the medical personnel was giving me ginger with chants of ‘Yes mama. You can do it mama. Just a little more to go mama’. I didn’t feel the baby come out, I only heard that much talked about shrill cry of a newborn. I was scared to look at what I birthed but when I looked it was a normal sized beautiful boy flailing his hands and screaming his lungs out. His body had a reddish tinge to it and his head was abnormally shaped like a cone. The doctor said it was just from him coming out of the jajaina and that it would go back to a normal round shape. So silly me that thought his head was small like a lizard didn’t know it was only a part of the head that had being compressed by the walls of the vagina . Also his voice was kinda hoarse, it wasn’t all this sweet ‘wen wen wen’ cry. In my mind I was saying see his strong voice like correct agege boy . I didn’t really feel anything or show any emotion at that point of birth cause it seemed like I was in shock. Turns out I had a second degree tear and a ruptured blood vessel. The doctor brought out the placenta and stitched me up. I didn’t still feel anything as the epidural was still in effect. After he was cleaned up a bit they brought him to me for some skin to skin and asked me if I want to try breastfeeding him before they carry him to the nursery. Breastfeed ke, when our coconut water was on standby in our bag . I refused and told them to please excuse us as we wanted to have some personal time as a family. As soon as they were out fiam, just like smuggled contraband hubby whipped out the feeding bottle containing the coconut water and shook it into his mouth. He sef drank and started smacking his mouth . After that he was taken away to the nursery and I was wheeled to the maternity ward. 30 minutes later he was brought in to be nursed and I tried for about 10 minutes and It was at this point that the real madness started. The epidural had started wearing off at a fast rate and the craziest pain I have ever felt in my life hit me . My stomach was cramping as if I was being stabbed, my back from the middle up to my bottom felt like it was being pounded and my jajaina was aching me powerfully. I started shouting and crying and twisting. I couldn’t sit I couldn’t stand. I told them to return baby to the nursery immediately. Imagine me that didn’t even cry or shout during labour. I was told the stomach pain was from the uterus shrinking as I breastfed, the back pain was from the epidural, the jajaina pain was from the stitches. I was sha given some pain meds that took off the pain for a while .Pain update: My stomach cramps stopped after the third day, back pain still comes and goes if I stress myself and jajaina pain is ever constant and pressing. Sorry for the long post, I too like gist. The end. CC. Uche23, Trippleblessing, tomblessings, morrewhunmie, mummytoo |
Mummytoo:Sorry mamas...I will try to conclude it tomorrow or the day after. 4th Trimester is real and she’s a bad b#tch. ![]() |
B.S (Part 1) First I give praise to Almighty Allah for giving me the grace to share this story. So this mama had always wanted to give birth at her 41st week due to some personal reasons. My due date was April 26th and I stubbornly refused to set my heart on that date despite warnings from hubby. So I kept pushing a lot of things that had to the with the birth forward so as not to induce labour as if I was in control of the date. As at April 26th my EDD, I had not even finished making my babies outfit and I was still holding off on eating pineapple, ewedu, and dates as advised by other mums. Hubby finally had a veteran mum speak to me regarding my lackadaisical attitude and she advised it’s better if I start taking these things that’d make delivery easier now rather than later in case baby decided to come before my preferred date so I don’t end up regretting. I sha listened to her and went to buy 2 big pineapples and a bowl of dates and started eating them aggressively from the night of 26th. In fact I ate pineapple and dates only all through that period morning and night for my fast - not just for the labour - but more because I had deprived myself of pineapple all through my pregnancy (because I heard it might cause miscarriage in earlier stages) and now I wanted to binge eat it. Note that on my 39th week appointment when I was already 1cm, my OB and hubby ganged up against me and said I’d probably come in for delivery before the 40th week appointment day which fell on the 28th of April (2 days after my EDD). When I kept insisting that lailai she said anyway whatever happens she won’t let me go beyond my 41 weeks day. So if the baby follows my chosen schedule I have to set a time to come in for induction on that date.On the 26th day, I had no feeling of labour and I was feeling fly. 27th day, still nothing I was still jumping up and down . In fact by the night of the 27th day I was just running my mouth off to hubby about how he and the conniving doctor will be so disappointed by the time I show up for my appointment tomorrow morning at 40 weeks+2 days ![]() Anyway the next morning (28th) which was my clinic day, I woke up and was having pain in my lower region. I wasn’t worried because of recent I always have pain in my pubic region when my bladder is full in the morning and I have to get up from the bed with great difficulty. Anyway I went to the bathroom to pee, after finishing my business, I wiped and ghen ghen I saw blood I was calm, so I called out to hubby in his sleep and said start packing it’s time for the hospital. Poor guy was confused thinking it was clinic, I said oga na the real deal be this. We are going to the hospital not the clinic. Note that I already got some heads up from a neighbor of mine who gave birth 2 months ago in the same hospital I was to use. She labored for over 24 hours trying V.D before they had to do emergency C.S for her. When I got to the emergency section of the hospital, a wheelchair was brought for me but I refused and said I wanted to walk in. At this point I had started regretting holding things off and was looking for every means that would make labour easier for me. Even if na that small walk upstairs that’d help baby come out faster. But the attendant refused and said it was hospital’s policy for me to be wheeled in. At this point I hadn’t started feeling painful contractions. I sha got on reluctantly and was wheeled into a labour room. Then I was told to take off all my clothes and put on the hospital gown then lie on the bed. I asked the nurse that se everything including pant? She said yes. I said but I’m still seeing blood so she gave me a white towel to put down there like a pad. A medical personnel later came in and examined me and she said I was still 2 centimeters and all we have to do is wait. So she connected me to the monitor and I could see my baby’s heart rate and my contractions on the screen above. Then she said If I have any questions or need help or have any concerns I should dial the line for the nurse. At this point my people, I have started getting painful menstrual-like cramps every 6 minutes . Hubby had gone out to buy coconut because I have read and seen mums whose babies were affected by colic. After doing a search through Nairaland for preventative measures I could see that coconut water had the highest vote. But we didn’t want these medical personnel to know cause they are funny they could decline and maybe even put you under watch/radar for baby abuse. So hubby and I had devised a plan for giving the baby the coconut water as the first liquid after birth. I got to the hospital by 9 am, when it was 1:00pm and still no movement from 2CM and pain was getting higher I called hubby that I want to go back home and start walking and climbing stairs o. This one these people just put me on top bed as if I dey bedrest. I don’t want this labour to lead to a C-section. Hubby agreed. So I called the nurse and told her to inform the doctor I wanted to leave for home. About 5 medical personnel walked in. My people, turns out my conniving clinic doctor was also on duty that day in the hospital . Me I was just like wo I don’t have time for story Abeg discharge me fast fast. They sha talked to me and said I don’t have to go if I don’t really want to, I said no o I will go o. So they gave me 4 signs to check out for and come back if I notice any of it. 1.If my water breaks 2 If baby moves less 3. If the contractions are too intense. Then my conniving clinic doctor said “Who knows your baby might hold off till May 3rd” . I no even look her face, I sharpaly signed the consent form for discharge and quickly vamoosed outta the hospital. At this point, I was still stuck on 2cm, contraction was coming in every 5 minutes and lasting for 30 seconds - Omo that 30 seconds be like jahannam (hellfire) - and I wanted to quickly go and apply fire brigade approach at home |
Thanks mamas for the comments and congratulations. These April and May cappos ehn...You are too capable o...See handing over and take over lasan... |
B.A! B.A!! B.A!!! AlhamdulilLah!!! My sonshine arrived 5 hours ago weighing 3.3KG. EDD: April 26th MPD(Mum’s Preferred Date ): May 3rdAWD (Allah’s Willed Date): April 29th. Mothers I hail o. I want to hail all mothers cause this journey Ko easy rara o. I know people say it’s not easy to be a woman. But guys it is NOT EASY TO BE A MOTHER! Then I want to dedicate this special hail to mothers that give birth without an epidural. You guys deserve a special serenade o. Hahah! Hahah! Hahaa! I want to farabale write my B.S so expect it when I’m more settled. |
miracletoday:Congratulations mama |
kokaiye:Hehe...Afi suuru |
1stymom:Haha.. Abi Na ![]() |
miracletoday:Every time I open this thread I always hope to see your B.A. I hope you’re doing fine? |
Layormiii:Haha...As in ehn... Boys outfits and the lack of choice. Well I didn’t buy any for my baby as I am sewing his coming home outfit (a foxy coverall with boots and hat made from Ankara) and naming outfit (an Arab-like outfit of white robe and gingham scarf) myself. |
ladyrachy:Thank you |
Morrewhunmie:Thanks mama |
Hey mums, I just saw a post on Instagram on how okra helps prevent tear and baby literally glide out of the Jajaina (probably due to its slimy nature). Can mums share more insights into this and how it’s used. |
ChizziCindy:Wow. So happy for you. Congratulations! |
Omakraid: ![]() |
miracletoday:Haha..It will be fine. Me I want to observe Eid prayers which should fall on May 2nd or 3rd so I’m actually hoping I port to May . |
miracletoday:I am doing fine, thank you. And you? So far from my last OB visit my cervix is still closed, how are other April Mamas faring in that aspect? Also am I the only one feeling pain and intense pressure in my pelvic? |
Obagoblog:Hi. I am really sorry about your mum’s diagnosis. I have to tell you now that you must be strong for her while at the same time firm in making decisions for her. I advice you to go straight to the hospital to get the best advice as regards her current stage. If the hospital recommends cutting off the breast, then please do so swiftly. The cancer will keep growing, the earlier you can get it out the better. I should warn you that you might be swayed by different testimonies of people trying different herbal products, promising it will work but let me tell you that they 98% of them won’t work (especially if at a later stage). Most of them just want to chop their own share of your fast depleting funds. Trust me, I’ve been there. And funny thing is you’d think these things aren’t costly, but 50k here today 30k there tomorrow but at the end of the day you’d see you’ve spent 7 figures with nothing to show for it. And your house starts looking like a pharmacy/medicine man house. Even with the hospital, there is no 100 percent assurance of recovery but it is still your best bet. I really hope she is still at the early stage when things can be handled at the hospital. If not, then I’m afraid you have to start preparing your mind that you might lose your mom. I’m sorry if you think I’m being too blunt but I wish we had this type of advice when my mum was first diagnosed. P.S. My mum later passed away months after so much suffering. Funny thing is it got to a stage where the pain and heaviness of the breast wasn’t the main concern but the other accompanying ailments that came with it. We battled unending stooling for some months, later it moved to insomnia, then deep wracking cough, dizziness, drastic weight loss...on and on until she had to be placed on oxygen in the same hospital she ran away from during her first diagnosis. We spent about 2 weeks in the hospital before she finally passed away quietly one midnight. |
miracletoday:Haha...Our able cappo! You’re doing well. |
kokaiye:Thanks. |
Omakraid:Haha ...They have different types. Maybe some work better than others. This is the one I use below. ...Works like magic for me and it’s super convenient cause I don’t even have to see down there. I just feel for hair and apply.
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Awo Cafe. If you know, you know ![]() |
. I didn’t even look at them me that contractions was hitting back to back every 4 minutes. But in retrospect I really must have looked really weird with my big jilbab and my tamurege one-leg-up walk by the roadside
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. So I called the nurse and told her I want to be mobile and try to exercise. So she had to go get me a monitor with wheels I can move with, and she also got me a bouncing ball for exercise. I started alternating between walking round the room with hubby pushing the monitor beside me, bouncing on the ball and rocking on the rocking chair in the labour room. But I still felt like I could do bettter. So I called the nurse and asked if I could go out to the lobby for walk. She said she’d have to go ask if that is allowed cause it is unusual for people to be walking up and down the lobby.
. I started thinking maybe I shouldn’t have dismissed the dream and now it was happening in reality.
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. I refused and told them to please excuse us as we wanted to have some personal time as a family. As soon as they were out fiam, just like smuggled contraband hubby whipped out the feeding bottle containing the coconut water and shook it into his mouth. He sef drank and started smacking his mouth
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