Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

Been TTCing since we got married but we had issues with doing the do as hubby was a V (innocent bro) so we just dropped baby issues jare until people started asking questions (his people o) so we resumed trying. Fast forward to 2020 around August, I missed my p and ignorantly washed off my baby with the delicious, well flavoured zobo I prepared myself .. I had terrible cramps and passed out tissue, the blood wasn't here (that was the last time I tasted zobo till this month).. I had infection, treated it and we continued trying...

Nov 2020, started having weird dreams of bleeding. Like I would dream I'm sharing the good news of pregnancy with hubby and in that same dream I would start bleeding and the next day in real life I would start bleeding (the exact consistency and volume of blood would be just as it is in the dream) . Didn't take it serious that Nov until it happened Dec, I started waking up in prayers, Jan same and I told hubby and we started battling it together, Same February (what's going on we've been praying na) but we did not relent. March came and it was as if my prayer would never be answered but God did answer. I had a dream where I was on a bed in a strange room and while wondering why I was there I saw ropes on the floor and a candle lit by the bed.. I decided to burn the ropes gradually with the fire from the candle but while about to do that a strange hand grabbed the rope and was holding what it called my womb, turned it upside down to drain the content and was trying to tie it in my presence. I started praying and calling the blood of Jesus in that dream and the hand dropped all and disappeared. That was our victory though I know there'll always be battles.

God answered us with my March LMP/April ovulation but hubby and I treated Staph Aureus just after I ovulated (I told the doctor that I just finished ovulating but he said I shouldn't worry) and took very strong injections which I think caused the MC I had in June, I also had recurrent fever (which I was scared to treat) so I don't know which one in particular caused it. The foetus dropped in my toilet after terrible hours of pain and I dipped my hand, brought it out and took it to the hospital where I was sent for scan which showed remnants that needed to be expelled (I remember also asking questions and posting the picture here). After the painful evacuation, I didn't even have power to cry or brood though my heart was heavy, I just wanted to move on and I gave thanks to God because He did it and would do another. I went to work the next day as I didn't have strength to sit and let the devil bring in unholy thoughts into my heart even though I was still in pain from the evacuation but anything asides sitting at home was better for me.

‌My mind was also made up to start immediately even though Google said whatever. I went for a scan which showed infection after I completed the antibiotics given at the hospital and I got another set of drugs which cleared me and we started again. God came through with the July LMP and here we are..

First trimester was with mild symptoms, no vomiting or spitting except that I was always feverish which I ran quickly to get a test done at 8 weeks and it was discovered to be typhoid but my doctor treated both typhoid and malaria and also placed me on duphaston.... Around 11 weeks I started going everywhere with two food flasks, it was as if I would die if I didn't eat. Also had this terrible cough they would cause pain in my ribs, drugs didn't work but thank God, honey and warm water did. Registered for antenatal at 16 weeks and I was given Amalar, prenatals and my first TT injection and that was when my woes started.. The prenatals got me into a vomiting spree (I think it's cos I used them together instead of using them at separate times) and even when not used. Sometimes I'd just be feeling sick and feel like putting my hands in my throat to empty my belly.. My appetite also dropped from 2 food flasks to 1 and I was also managing myself while watching my weight cos I was almost breaking their scale at the hospital (me that use to be tiny)... The doctor would also wondered why I don't usually have complaints whenever I meet him cos plenty scans even before pregnancy said there's fibroid somewhere (but e no concern me, me I no get am) and he said the fibroid he thought would disturb me isn't disturbing, I didn't even answer as I know I don't have it. Heartburn was the order of the day cos rice o, swallow o, fruits o, even water o gives me heartburn.

Third trimester knocked with pelvic pains, plenty heat, blackness on my neck with plenty rashes, cough and little cravings... I never get satisfied if what I eat is not what I'm craving but I managed around it as money was overflowing to be eating cravings up and down (irony). Mind you I was still very active at work with climbing of stairs as the order of the day.. FF to 36 weeks and I had this terrible cough induced Rib-like contractions, i couldn't do anything but groan like one in labour (mhen what kind of labour happens in the ribs), had an x-ray done, there was nothing so I was given injections and pain reliefs..
Was very hopeful that labour would start before 40 weeks but for where, no show oo. Zeal to exercise went down to zero though i still took walking serious, dem say pineapple and dates dey help, me na so so mango I dey buy, how I go con do na? Doc said he'd sweep me at 39 wks, I no remind am thinking labour will start before 40wks, lailai. I had the sweep at week 40 and was hopeful of positivity. 40wks 2dys, saw mucus plug and was left hanging again. Did all I could do so I don't end up getting to the 41 weeks but it seemed my baby was enjoying the taste of the mangoes I was always taking. Took dates, pineapple, zobo yet there was no painful contraction just the braxton hicks... I called my doctor he said I'll come in for induction that Saturday but we couldn't go in on Saturday so we went on Sunday @41wks 1dy as I didn't fall into labour at all... That morning I was feeling this deceitful painful contraction and I called the doctor, he told me to come to the hospital that I'm not going back home without my baby.. Hubby and I left in the evening. On getting there my vitals were checked and my cervix was checked, cervix hasn't started opening (Yeeh), The doctor lectured DH about induction and how it sometimes ends so that he can be open to the outcome, he then broke Misoprostol into 4 and put a very tiny piece inside somewhere I can't remember the name after which he told the 2nd doc to check for dilation by 1:30am (Monday after 6 hours). I went back to the ward, I was exercising while gisting with hubby and when I was tired I laid down.. Wanted to pee but discovered I couldn't so I told the 2nd doctor who inserted my catheter and a urine bag. Lest I forgot, I also saw blood while in the hospital there.
Baby's heartbeat was also being checked frequently and it was consistently OK until around 1am when it was checked again, it started well but suddenly started dropping and becoming faint. My gynae was called and he came in immediately checked me and I was only 2cm dilated after 6hrs of groaning, he checked the heartbeat too and we all heard it. He told us we have to go straight into the theater as the baby’s life is very important right now.... Sharp sharp I was shaved and headed to the theatre even when hubby hadn't finished signing the consent form(since he had consented with his mouth).. Entering the theatre and lying down, everyone got busy that was when Gen went off, the doctor shouted what happened (the one who ought to get fuel didn't remember to get it, their solar too didn't come on and I heard him tell everyone one to bring out their phones. I was given general anaesthesia so I didn't know what happened again.. Hubby witnessed all cos I had already spoken to the doctor thinking it would be VD and I had also told him to behave himself so he's not sent out. So he was allowed to stay and watch through the curtain partition in the theater.

I woke up in the ward feeling dizzy and asking for my head and hand to be adjusted, I was seeing hubby faintly and he was telling me the baby is here with joy oo but I kept requesting for adjustment. I forgot I was there to give birth, it was later when my brain processed the whole thing I remembered and asked him for a picture of our baby which he showed.. It was when my brain was clearer that he told me of how the baby was brought out not breathing and the doctor had to start blowing air and tapping her seriously. He said the doctor repeated the action again and again until she cried or is it whimpered but with the way she was breathing, her respiratory tract had been blocked by whatever she swallowed and on her own she cant supply her body oxygen that will go round so she needed to be assisted using oxygen. She finished up 3 small tanks and continued with the biggest oxygen tank as her level on and off the tank was being monitored, no food or glucose water sef cos they said they didn't want anything interrupting her airways due to the was she was breathing.. She was just getting skinny and skinny, always crying that I had to use pacifier to keep her calm sometimes (baby that came out weighing 2.5kg oo)

Before, during and after the whole thing, they didn't even request for deposit until Tuesday afternoon when they wanted to bring in a paediatrician to also check her. Her Oxygen level increased from lass than 40 to 46 to 60 something and 70 something... The paediatrician said until we get to 93 and above and it remains consistent without her being on oxygen, we go nowhere... After much complaints of how skinny she is and that her cry that can wake a small village, I was eventually told to express milk in her cup from which 30ml was measured and she took 22ml. Next dose is in the next 6hrs (at least half bread is better than chinchin), she took 24ml at the next dose and gulped it all at the next one. I complained again abbot's the timing was reduced to 4hrs but same 30ml, I complained that its not enough that she's dehydrated and its the reason she started having fever (her temp would rise to 38.5 in the afternoon) then the pead said we should express and give her when she's hungry. I said OK but when she was hungry, I covered her with the blood of Jesus and sanctified the breast milk and gave her directly, that was what I did throughout the night, when the 2nd doctor came in the morning I told her what I did and she said okay, my main gynae came and caught us sucking then he monitored her breathing while feeding and said we should continue and that was how my angel whose body was almost drying up started regaining flesh gradually.. All this while the oxygen thingy was on and off so that her level will be monitored but she was placed on one more small tank.. Her afternoon rise in temperature still persisted and they had to change the antibiotics being given to her to some very painful ones which got us massive improvement. As of yesterday without man's oxygen, she was 93 and this morning her reading was 95. My baby is now looking like a baby. Her naming was done in our ward (we are the only occupants) this morning with just 4 of us in attendance (DH, self, MIL & our senior pastor).

Thanks to everyone who made my stay in this preggers group eventful, it was worth it..
Thanks to my DH too (we were preggy together), even in this our hospital omugwo, I comot cap for him.. Sometimes he looks at the baby especially when her vitals goes low and feels like crying but just man up, me I cried when temperature refused to go down and I was like God has given you to us and won't take you away from us and by the grace of God we will be going home tomorrow.

I pray God will deliver all mums here safely without complications by His grace and bless the womb of every GTC mums with their own testimonies..
Please manage this small story of my life...

Cc Cappo Expectantmom

Hmmmmmm..long walk to victory... Congratulations once again mama..She will live long as God has promised in Genesis 15:15..

What a detailed BS mama Omakraid. God who has started this good work in you will bring it to completion.

Stay strong and prayerful, God has won in your favour already. I say a big Amen to the prayers. Cheers mama.

MGeey:
What a detailed BS mama Omakraid. God who has started this good work in you will bring it to completion.

Stay strong and prayerful, God has won in your favour already. I say a big Amen to the prayers. Cheers mama.

Thanks teamie, Amen

TOHHAN:

Since last 2weeks oo. The stuff increase in the midnight ehn, infact it looks like real labour jt dat it's nt so painful because once it hook me like dis,,, my tummy ll b so tight and to turn on d bed ll bcom war.
I con dey beg pikin to pls wait till 39/exact 40weeks b4 he turn real

Dem say no b everybody water dey break itself o bt I want mine to break itself o because God knows I ll kip assuming it's d false contraction if real labour cums because av had fibroid pain b4 at 26weeks so I ll kip assuming difft tins. FTM ar real novice asswear

Yes not everyone's water breaks mine always has to be broken during active labour. But you can't mistake real labour pain for Braxton Hicks. The difference is very clear .

MorningStar233:



Hmmmmmm..long walk to victory... Congratulations once again mama..She will live long as God has promised in Genesis 15:15..

Very long walk.... Amen, thanks teamie

[quote author=Omakraid

Congratulations once again

What God can not do does not exist

Congrats mama, your joy is full already. God bless your little one, she will continue to bring joy to you and yours.

Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

....by the grace of God we will be going home tomorrow.

I pray God will deliver all mums here safely without complications by His grace and bless the womb of every GTC mums with their own testimonies..
Please manage this small story of my life...

Cc Cappo Expectantmom

voucher:


I haven’t experienced this before, thank God you’re the hospital so the doctors will tell you what it is.. you will be fine

Thank you ma.
From the scan everything is fine.
I will be seeing my consultant concerning treatment for the discharge tomorrow

Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

c Cappo Expectantmom

Congratulations mama. You're a Victor. What the Lord has done for you is permanent

Please June cappo, add me o.
First time mom
Edd 04/06/2022
Gender :XY
Sorry for coming very late

Jozaki:

Congratulations mama. You're a Victor. What the Lord has done for you is permanent

Sassy256:
Congrats mama, your joy is full already. God bless your little one, she will continue to bring joy to you and yours.

Fumbaby:
[quote author=Omakraid

Congratulations once again

What God can not do does not exist

Thanks mummies, Amen to the prayers

Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

See what the Lord has done!!!!
Congratulations again mama Oma. Your testimony and happiness over this bundle of joy will never be cut short IJn.

TOHHAN:

Since last 2weeks oo. The stuff increase in the midnight ehn, infact it looks like real labour jt dat it's nt so painful because once it hook me like dis,,, my tummy ll b so tight and to turn on d bed ll bcom war.
I con dey beg pikin to pls wait till 39/exact 40weeks b4 he turn real

Dem say no b everybody water dey break itself o bt I want mine to break itself o because God knows I ll kip assuming it's d false contraction if real labour cums because av had fibroid pain b4 at 26weeks so I ll kip assuming difft tins. FTM ar real novice asswear

infact thank you for explaining what's happening to me better than I can write it. That means am still on point then.

But teamie if water no break sheybi mucus plug go show. That thing that cover the womb abi nah cervix, it will come out like mucus. me I Sabi small pass u

Jozaki:
Please June cappo, add me o.
First time mom
Edd 04/06/2022
Gender :XY
Sorry for coming very late

mama you must pay fine oooo. It's just 1 cabin biscuits and one pack of malt.. that Is your small fine for coming late.

Welcome teamie.. how's you and Lo doing today and generally?
Will add u to the roll call now

Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

Been TTCing since we got married but we had issues with doing the do as hubby was a V (innocent bro) so we just dropped baby issues jare until people started asking questions (his people o) so we resumed trying. Fast forward to 2020 around August, I missed my p and ignorantly washed off my baby with the delicious, well flavoured zobo I prepared myself .. I had terrible cramps and passed out tissue, the blood wasn't here (that was the last time I tasted zobo till this month).. I had infection, treated it and we continued trying...

Nov 2020, started having weird dreams of bleeding. Like I would dream I'm sharing the good news of pregnancy with hubby and in that same dream I would start bleeding and the next day in real life I would start bleeding (the exact consistency and volume of blood would be just as it is in the dream) . Didn't take it serious that Nov until it happened Dec, I started waking up in prayers, Jan same and I told hubby and we started battling it together, Same February (what's going on we've been praying na) but we did not relent. March came and it was as if my prayer would never be answered but God did answer. I had a dream where I was on a bed in a strange room and while wondering why I was there I saw ropes on the floor and a candle lit by the bed.. I decided to burn the ropes gradually with the fire from the candle but while about to do that a strange hand grabbed the rope and was holding what it called my womb, turned it upside down to drain the content and was trying to tie it in my presence. I started praying and calling the blood of Jesus in that dream and the hand dropped all and disappeared. That was our victory though I know there'll always be battles.

God answered us with my March LMP/April ovulation but hubby and I treated Staph Aureus just after I ovulated (I told the doctor that I just finished ovulating but he said I shouldn't worry) and took very strong injections which I think caused the MC I had in June, I also had recurrent fever (which I was scared to treat) so I don't know which one in particular caused it. The foetus dropped in my toilet after terrible hours of pain and I dipped my hand, brought it out and took it to the hospital where I was sent for scan which showed remnants that needed to be expelled (I remember also asking questions and posting the picture here). After the painful evacuation, I didn't even have power to cry or brood though my heart was heavy, I just wanted to move on and I gave thanks to God because He did it and would do another. I went to work the next day as I didn't have strength to sit and let the devil bring in unholy thoughts into my heart even though I was still in pain from the evacuation but anything asides sitting at home was better for me.

‌My mind was also made up to start immediately even though Google said whatever. I went for a scan which showed infection after I completed the antibiotics given at the hospital and I got another set of drugs which cleared me and we started again. God came through with the July LMP and here we are..

First trimester was with mild symptoms, no vomiting or spitting except that I was always feverish which I ran quickly to get a test done at 8 weeks and it was discovered to be typhoid but my doctor treated both typhoid and malaria and also placed me on duphaston.... Around 11 weeks I started going everywhere with two food flasks, it was as if I would die if I didn't eat. Also had this terrible cough they would cause pain in my ribs, drugs didn't work but thank God, honey and warm water did. Registered for antenatal at 16 weeks and I was given Amalar, prenatals and my first TT injection and that was when my woes started.. The prenatals got me into a vomiting spree (I think it's cos I used them together instead of using them at separate times) and even when not used. Sometimes I'd just be feeling sick and feel like putting my hands in my throat to empty my belly.. My appetite also dropped from 2 food flasks to 1 and I was also managing myself while watching my weight cos I was almost breaking their scale at the hospital (me that use to be tiny)... The doctor would also wondered why I don't usually have complaints whenever I meet him cos plenty scans even before pregnancy said there's fibroid somewhere (but e no concern me, me I no get am) and he said the fibroid he thought would disturb me isn't disturbing, I didn't even answer as I know I don't have it. Heartburn was the order of the day cos rice o, swallow o, fruits o, even water o gives me heartburn.

Third trimester knocked with pelvic pains, plenty heat, blackness on my neck with plenty rashes, cough and little cravings... I never get satisfied if what I eat is not what I'm craving but I managed around it as money was overflowing to be eating cravings up and down (irony). Mind you I was still very active at work with climbing of stairs as the order of the day.. FF to 36 weeks and I had this terrible cough induced Rib-like contractions, i couldn't do anything but groan like one in labour (mhen what kind of labour happens in the ribs), had an x-ray done, there was nothing so I was given injections and pain reliefs..
Was very hopeful that labour would start before 40 weeks but for where, no show oo. Zeal to exercise went down to zero though i still took walking serious, dem say pineapple and dates dey help, me na so so mango I dey buy, how I go con do na? Doc said he'd sweep me at 39 wks, I no remind am thinking labour will start before 40wks, lailai. I had the sweep at week 40 and was hopeful of positivity. 40wks 2dys, saw mucus plug and was left hanging again. Did all I could do so I don't end up getting to the 41 weeks but it seemed my baby was enjoying the taste of the mangoes I was always taking. Took dates, pineapple, zobo yet there was no painful contraction just the braxton hicks... I called my doctor he said I'll come in for induction that Saturday but we couldn't go in on Saturday so we went on Sunday @41wks 1dy as I didn't fall into labour at all... That morning I was feeling this deceitful painful contraction and I called the doctor, he told me to come to the hospital that I'm not going back home without my baby.. Hubby and I left in the evening. On getting there my vitals were checked and my cervix was checked, cervix hasn't started opening (Yeeh), The doctor lectured DH about induction and how it sometimes ends so that he can be open to the outcome, he then broke Misoprostol into 4 and put a very tiny piece inside somewhere I can't remember the name after which he told the 2nd doc to check for dilation by 1:30am (Monday after 6 hours). I went back to the ward, I was exercising while gisting with hubby and when I was tired I laid down.. Wanted to pee but discovered I couldn't so I told the 2nd doctor who inserted my catheter and a urine bag. Lest I forgot, I also saw blood while in the hospital there.
Baby's heartbeat was also being checked frequently and it was consistently OK until around 1am when it was checked again, it started well but suddenly started dropping and becoming faint. My gynae was called and he came in immediately checked me and I was only 2cm dilated after 6hrs of groaning, he checked the heartbeat too and we all heard it. He told us we have to go straight into the theater as the baby’s life is very important right now.... Sharp sharp I was shaved and headed to the theatre even when hubby hadn't finished signing the consent form(since he had consented with his mouth).. Entering the theatre and lying down, everyone got busy that was when Gen went off, the doctor shouted what happened (the one who ought to get fuel didn't remember to get it, their solar too didn't come on and I heard him tell everyone one to bring out their phones. I was given general anaesthesia so I didn't know what happened again.. Hubby witnessed all cos I had already spoken to the doctor thinking it would be VD and I had also told him to behave himself so he's not sent out. So he was allowed to stay and watch through the curtain partition in the theater.

I woke up in the ward feeling dizzy and asking for my head and hand to be adjusted, I was seeing hubby faintly and he was telling me the baby is here with joy oo but I kept requesting for adjustment. I forgot I was there to give birth, it was later when my brain processed the whole thing I remembered and asked him for a picture of our baby which he showed.. It was when my brain was clearer that he told me of how the baby was brought out not breathing and the doctor had to start blowing air and tapping her seriously. He said the doctor repeated the action again and again until she cried or is it whimpered but with the way she was breathing, her respiratory tract had been blocked by whatever she swallowed and on her own she cant supply her body oxygen that will go round so she needed to be assisted using oxygen. She finished up 3 small tanks and continued with the biggest oxygen tank as her level on and off the tank was being monitored, no food or glucose water sef cos they said they didn't want anything interrupting her airways due to the was she was breathing.. She was just getting skinny and skinny, always crying that I had to use pacifier to keep her calm sometimes (baby that came out weighing 2.5kg oo)

Before, during and after the whole thing, they didn't even request for deposit until Tuesday afternoon when they wanted to bring in a paediatrician to also check her. Her Oxygen level increased from lass than 40 to 46 to 60 something and 70 something... The paediatrician said until we get to 93 and above and it remains consistent without her being on oxygen, we go nowhere... After much complaints of how skinny she is and that her cry that can wake a small village, I was eventually told to express milk in her cup from which 30ml was measured and she took 22ml. Next dose is in the next 6hrs (at least half bread is better than chinchin), she took 24ml at the next dose and gulped it all at the next one. I complained again abbot's the timing was reduced to 4hrs but same 30ml, I complained that its not enough that she's dehydrated and its the reason she started having fever (her temp would rise to 38.5 in the afternoon) then the pead said we should express and give her when she's hungry. I said OK but when she was hungry, I covered her with the blood of Jesus and sanctified the breast milk and gave her directly, that was what I did throughout the night, when the 2nd doctor came in the morning I told her what I did and she said okay, my main gynae came and caught us sucking then he monitored her breathing while feeding and said we should continue and that was how my angel whose body was almost drying up started regaining flesh gradually.. All this while the oxygen thingy was on and off so that her level will be monitored but she was placed on one more small tank.. Her afternoon rise in temperature still persisted and they had to change the antibiotics being given to her to some very painful ones which got us massive improvement. As of yesterday without man's oxygen, she was 93 and this morning her reading was 95. My baby is now looking like a baby. Her naming was done in our ward (we are the only occupants) this morning with just 4 of us in attendance (DH, self, MIL & our senior pastor).

Thanks to everyone who made my stay in this preggers group eventful, it was worth it..
Thanks to my DH too (we were preggy together), even in this our hospital omugwo, I comot cap for him.. Sometimes he looks at the baby especially when her vitals goes low and feels like crying but just man up, me I cried when temperature refused to go down and I was like God has given you to us and won't take you away from us and by the grace of God we will be going home tomorrow.

I pray God will deliver all mums here safely without complications by His grace and bless the womb of every GTC mums with their own testimonies..
Please manage this small story of my life...

Cc Cappo Expectantmom

Thank God for everything. I am happy for you Teamie. May she continue to be a blessing to your family.

TOHHAN:

Do U actually want the baby at dat 36weeks? If no, pls declare what you want to God. I can remember when I av pains at 26weeks and was told I av small fibroid and datz wat's causing false labour. I kip holding my tummy and declaring the fibroid is not mine and all pains has to go because I ll carry dat baby to term and God answered my prayer

Thank you mama

mzMerci:
Abeg, does this doctor know u’re pregnant? Ibuprofen is not safe in pregnancy. It can cause heart issues for the baby. Nimartem and embaether are both anti malarial medications (doing the same function, so u don’t hv to use both at once). I ll suggest u go to another hospital abeg

Sis, thanks for your words. I had to change hospital. Went to a government facility and it was far better than the mission hospital I went to. It was discovered I had typhoid, malaria and HP C. Well, I was stopped from taking some of those drugs and new ones were given. By the way, my BP is low. How can I boast it? Any mama with a way out should help me please.
Thanks everyone. I really saw hell this weekend but God saw me through.

Mama Omakraid, your BS really got me. You are a strong woman. May your baby girl grow up to make you proud and dry your tears.




By the way, in my early pregnancy, I drank zobo like crazy o ( didn't know I'm not supposed to.) Thank God it didn't affect my pregnancy.

Congratulations to our new mummies and babies. God's really good.
Please I wanna ask what you guys think about chicken pox during pregnancy coz what I saw on Google is really disturbing me. Although I'm already on medication as I've been to the hospital but the thing keeps coming out more and more. I'm really afraid, I hope it won't have negative effect on my baby.
Also, both my breast is so full, heavy and painful as if I just started weaning ( the same feeling weaning gives) coupled with cold and slight temperature. What can I do again apart from the medications I've been using. We're 22 weeks now. Please I'm in pain

Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

Been TTCing since we got married but we had issues with doing the do as hubby was a V (innocent bro) so we just dropped baby issues jare until people started asking questions (his people o) so we resumed trying. Fast forward to 2020 around August, I missed my p and ignorantly washed off my baby with the delicious, well flavoured zobo I prepared myself .. I had terrible cramps and passed out tissue, the blood wasn't here (that was the last time I tasted zobo till this month).. I had infection, treated it and we continued trying...

Nov 2020, started having weird dreams of bleeding. Like I would dream I'm sharing the good news of pregnancy with hubby and in that same dream I would start bleeding and the next day in real life I would start bleeding (the exact consistency and volume of blood would be just as it is in the dream) . Didn't take it serious that Nov until it happened Dec, I started waking up in prayers, Jan same and I told hubby and we started battling it together, Same February (what's going on we've been praying na) but we did not relent. March came and it was as if my prayer would never be answered but God did answer. I had a dream where I was on a bed in a strange room and while wondering why I was there I saw ropes on the floor and a candle lit by the bed.. I decided to burn the ropes gradually with the fire from the candle but while about to do that a strange hand grabbed the rope and was holding what it called my womb, turned it upside down to drain the content and was trying to tie it in my presence. I started praying and calling the blood of Jesus in that dream and the hand dropped all and disappeared. That was our victory though I know there'll always be battles.

God answered us with my March LMP/April ovulation but hubby and I treated Staph Aureus just after I ovulated (I told the doctor that I just finished ovulating but he said I shouldn't worry) and took very strong injections which I think caused the MC I had in June, I also had recurrent fever (which I was scared to treat) so I don't know which one in particular caused it. The foetus dropped in my toilet after terrible hours of pain and I dipped my hand, brought it out and took it to the hospital where I was sent for scan which showed remnants that needed to be expelled (I remember also asking questions and posting the picture here). After the painful evacuation, I didn't even have power to cry or brood though my heart was heavy, I just wanted to move on and I gave thanks to God because He did it and would do another. I went to work the next day as I didn't have strength to sit and let the devil bring in unholy thoughts into my heart even though I was still in pain from the evacuation but anything asides sitting at home was better for me.

‌My mind was also made up to start immediately even though Google said whatever. I went for a scan which showed infection after I completed the antibiotics given at the hospital and I got another set of drugs which cleared me and we started again. God came through with the July LMP and here we are..

First trimester was with mild symptoms, no vomiting or spitting except that I was always feverish which I ran quickly to get a test done at 8 weeks and it was discovered to be typhoid but my doctor treated both typhoid and malaria and also placed me on duphaston.... Around 11 weeks I started going everywhere with two food flasks, it was as if I would die if I didn't eat. Also had this terrible cough they would cause pain in my ribs, drugs didn't work but thank God, honey and warm water did. Registered for antenatal at 16 weeks and I was given Amalar, prenatals and my first TT injection and that was when my woes started.. The prenatals got me into a vomiting spree (I think it's cos I used them together instead of using them at separate times) and even when not used. Sometimes I'd just be feeling sick and feel like putting my hands in my throat to empty my belly.. My appetite also dropped from 2 food flasks to 1 and I was also managing myself while watching my weight cos I was almost breaking their scale at the hospital (me that use to be tiny)... The doctor would also wondered why I don't usually have complaints whenever I meet him cos plenty scans even before pregnancy said there's fibroid somewhere (but e no concern me, me I no get am) and he said the fibroid he thought would disturb me isn't disturbing, I didn't even answer as I know I don't have it. Heartburn was the order of the day cos rice o, swallow o, fruits o, even water o gives me heartburn.

Third trimester knocked with pelvic pains, plenty heat, blackness on my neck with plenty rashes, cough and little cravings... I never get satisfied if what I eat is not what I'm craving but I managed around it as money was overflowing to be eating cravings up and down (irony). Mind you I was still very active at work with climbing of stairs as the order of the day.. FF to 36 weeks and I had this terrible cough induced Rib-like contractions, i couldn't do anything but groan like one in labour (mhen what kind of labour happens in the ribs), had an x-ray done, there was nothing so I was given injections and pain reliefs..
Was very hopeful that labour would start before 40 weeks but for where, no show oo. Zeal to exercise went down to zero though i still took walking serious, dem say pineapple and dates dey help, me na so so mango I dey buy, how I go con do na? Doc said he'd sweep me at 39 wks, I no remind am thinking labour will start before 40wks, lailai. I had the sweep at week 40 and was hopeful of positivity. 40wks 2dys, saw mucus plug and was left hanging again. Did all I could do so I don't end up getting to the 41 weeks but it seemed my baby was enjoying the taste of the mangoes I was always taking. Took dates, pineapple, zobo yet there was no painful contraction just the braxton hicks... I called my doctor he said I'll come in for induction that Saturday but we couldn't go in on Saturday so we went on Sunday @41wks 1dy as I didn't fall into labour at all... That morning I was feeling this deceitful painful contraction and I called the doctor, he told me to come to the hospital that I'm not going back home without my baby.. Hubby and I left in the evening. On getting there my vitals were checked and my cervix was checked, cervix hasn't started opening (Yeeh), The doctor lectured DH about induction and how it sometimes ends so that he can be open to the outcome, he then broke Misoprostol into 4 and put a very tiny piece inside somewhere I can't remember the name after which he told the 2nd doc to check for dilation by 1:30am (Monday after 6 hours). I went back to the ward, I was exercising while gisting with hubby and when I was tired I laid down.. Wanted to pee but discovered I couldn't so I told the 2nd doctor who inserted my catheter and a urine bag. Lest I forgot, I also saw blood while in the hospital there.
Baby's heartbeat was also being checked frequently and it was consistently OK until around 1am when it was checked again, it started well but suddenly started dropping and becoming faint. My gynae was called and he came in immediately checked me and I was only 2cm dilated after 6hrs of groaning, he checked the heartbeat too and we all heard it. He told us we have to go straight into the theater as the baby’s life is very important right now.... Sharp sharp I was shaved and headed to the theatre even when hubby hadn't finished signing the consent form(since he had consented with his mouth).. Entering the theatre and lying down, everyone got busy that was when Gen went off, the doctor shouted what happened (the one who ought to get fuel didn't remember to get it, their solar too didn't come on and I heard him tell everyone one to bring out their phones. I was given general anaesthesia so I didn't know what happened again.. Hubby witnessed all cos I had already spoken to the doctor thinking it would be VD and I had also told him to behave himself so he's not sent out. So he was allowed to stay and watch through the curtain partition in the theater.

I woke up in the ward feeling dizzy and asking for my head and hand to be adjusted, I was seeing hubby faintly and he was telling me the baby is here with joy oo but I kept requesting for adjustment. I forgot I was there to give birth, it was later when my brain processed the whole thing I remembered and asked him for a picture of our baby which he showed.. It was when my brain was clearer that he told me of how the baby was brought out not breathing and the doctor had to start blowing air and tapping her seriously. He said the doctor repeated the action again and again until she cried or is it whimpered but with the way she was breathing, her respiratory tract had been blocked by whatever she swallowed and on her own she cant supply her body oxygen that will go round so she needed to be assisted using oxygen. She finished up 3 small tanks and continued with the biggest oxygen tank as her level on and off the tank was being monitored, no food or glucose water sef cos they said they didn't want anything interrupting her airways due to the was she was breathing.. She was just getting skinny and skinny, always crying that I had to use pacifier to keep her calm sometimes (baby that came out weighing 2.5kg oo)

Before, during and after the whole thing, they didn't even request for deposit until Tuesday afternoon when they wanted to bring in a paediatrician to also check her. Her Oxygen level increased from lass than 40 to 46 to 60 something and 70 something... The paediatrician said until we get to 93 and above and it remains consistent without her being on oxygen, we go nowhere... After much complaints of how skinny she is and that her cry that can wake a small village, I was eventually told to express milk in her cup from which 30ml was measured and she took 22ml. Next dose is in the next 6hrs (at least half bread is better than chinchin), she took 24ml at the next dose and gulped it all at the next one. I complained again abbot's the timing was reduced to 4hrs but same 30ml, I complained that its not enough that she's dehydrated and its the reason she started having fever (her temp would rise to 38.5 in the afternoon) then the pead said we should express and give her when she's hungry. I said OK but when she was hungry, I covered her with the blood of Jesus and sanctified the breast milk and gave her directly, that was what I did throughout the night, when the 2nd doctor came in the morning I told her what I did and she said okay, my main gynae came and caught us sucking then he monitored her breathing while feeding and said we should continue and that was how my angel whose body was almost drying up started regaining flesh gradually.. All this while the oxygen thingy was on and off so that her level will be monitored but she was placed on one more small tank.. Her afternoon rise in temperature still persisted and they had to change the antibiotics being given to her to some very painful ones which got us massive improvement. As of yesterday without man's oxygen, she was 93 and this morning her reading was 95. My baby is now looking like a baby. Her naming was done in our ward (we are the only occupants) this morning with just 4 of us in attendance (DH, self, MIL & our senior pastor).

Thanks to everyone who made my stay in this preggers group eventful, it was worth it..
Thanks to my DH too (we were preggy together), even in this our hospital omugwo, I comot cap for him.. Sometimes he looks at the baby especially when her vitals goes low and feels like crying but just man up, me I cried when temperature refused to go down and I was like God has given you to us and won't take you away from us and by the grace of God we will be going home tomorrow.

I pray God will deliver all mums here safely without complications by His grace and bless the womb of every GTC mums with their own testimonies..
Please manage this small story of my life...

Cc Cappo Expectantmom

Wow, to God alone be the glory!
Congratulations once again mama, your testimony is permanent.

gracygem100:

Wow, to God alone be the glory!
Congratulations once again mama, your testimony is permanent.

TiffanyJ:
Mama Omakraid, your BS really got me. You are a strong woman. May your baby girl grow up to make you proud and dry your tears.
By the way, in my early pregnancy, I drank zobo like crazy o ( didn't know I'm not supposed to.) Thank God it didn't affect my pregnancy.

mjblinks:

Thank God for everything. I am happy for you Teamie. May she continue to be a blessing to your family.

Layormiii:
See what the Lord has done!!!!
Congratulations again mama Oma. Your testimony and happiness over this bundle of joy will never be cut short IJn.

Amen to all the prayers, thank you so much mummies.. All our testimonies shall be permanent..

@mama TiffanyJ, maybe it depends on one's body o, I know a woman that takes plain zobo (no flavours) in her first trimester,she said it only makes her purge, nothing more

Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

Cc Cappo Expectantmom

Congratulations mama. God has perfected it all. All glory to His name

@Omakraid...
Your BS meeehnnn.....moved me from being sad to keeping me in suspense then becoming emotional and then finally smiling in Thanksgiving to God Almighthy. I thank God for the strength and Grace he has given you and DH. We never know how much strength we possess as mum's until you find yourself fighting for the ones you love especially our LOs.
This is just the begining of more testimonies to come....Stay blessed Sis...Our love to your LO.

Layormiii:
mama you must pay fine oooo. It's just 1 cabin biscuits and one pack of malt.. that Is your small fine for coming late.

Welcome teamie.. how's you and Lo doing today and generally?
Will add u to the roll call now

� I will o, chill malt at that. We are doing well. Thank you

Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

Been TTCing since we got married but we had issues with doing the do as hubby was a V (innocent bro) so we just dropped baby issues jare until people started asking questions (his people o) so we resumed trying. Fast forward to 2020 around August, I missed my p and ignorantly washed off my baby with the delicious, well flavoured zobo I prepared myself .. I had terrible cramps and passed out tissue, the blood wasn't here (that was the last time I tasted zobo till this month).. I had infection, treated it and we continued trying...

Nov 2020, started having weird dreams of bleeding. Like I would dream I'm sharing the good news of pregnancy with hubby and in that same dream I would start bleeding and the next day in real life I would start bleeding (the exact consistency and volume of blood would be just as it is in the dream) . Didn't take it serious that Nov until it happened Dec, I started waking up in prayers, Jan same and I told hubby and we started battling it together, Same February (what's going on we've been praying na) but we did not relent. March came and it was as if my prayer would never be answered but God did answer. I had a dream where I was on a bed in a strange room and while wondering why I was there I saw ropes on the floor and a candle lit by the bed.. I decided to burn the ropes gradually with the fire from the candle but while about to do that a strange hand grabbed the rope and was holding what it called my womb, turned it upside down to drain the content and was trying to tie it in my presence. I started praying and calling the blood of Jesus in that dream and the hand dropped all and disappeared. That was our victory though I know there'll always be battles.

God answered us with my March LMP/April ovulation but hubby and I treated Staph Aureus just after I ovulated (I told the doctor that I just finished ovulating but he said I shouldn't worry) and took very strong injections which I think caused the MC I had in June, I also had recurrent fever (which I was scared to treat) so I don't know which one in particular caused it. The foetus dropped in my toilet after terrible hours of pain and I dipped my hand, brought it out and took it to the hospital where I was sent for scan which showed remnants that needed to be expelled (I remember also asking questions and posting the picture here). After the painful evacuation, I didn't even have power to cry or brood though my heart was heavy, I just wanted to move on and I gave thanks to God because He did it and would do another. I went to work the next day as I didn't have strength to sit and let the devil bring in unholy thoughts into my heart even though I was still in pain from the evacuation but anything asides sitting at home was better for me.

‌My mind was also made up to start immediately even though Google said whatever. I went for a scan which showed infection after I completed the antibiotics given at the hospital and I got another set of drugs which cleared me and we started again. God came through with the July LMP and here we are..

First trimester was with mild symptoms, no vomiting or spitting except that I was always feverish which I ran quickly to get a test done at 8 weeks and it was discovered to be typhoid but my doctor treated both typhoid and malaria and also placed me on duphaston.... Around 11 weeks I started going everywhere with two food flasks, it was as if I would die if I didn't eat. Also had this terrible cough they would cause pain in my ribs, drugs didn't work but thank God, honey and warm water did. Registered for antenatal at 16 weeks and I was given Amalar, prenatals and my first TT injection and that was when my woes started.. The prenatals got me into a vomiting spree (I think it's cos I used them together instead of using them at separate times) and even when not used. Sometimes I'd just be feeling sick and feel like putting my hands in my throat to empty my belly.. My appetite also dropped from 2 food flasks to 1 and I was also managing myself while watching my weight cos I was almost breaking their scale at the hospital (me that use to be tiny)... The doctor would also wondered why I don't usually have complaints whenever I meet him cos plenty scans even before pregnancy said there's fibroid somewhere (but e no concern me, me I no get am) and he said the fibroid he thought would disturb me isn't disturbing, I didn't even answer as I know I don't have it. Heartburn was the order of the day cos rice o, swallow o, fruits o, even water o gives me heartburn.

Third trimester knocked with pelvic pains, plenty heat, blackness on my neck with plenty rashes, cough and little cravings... I never get satisfied if what I eat is not what I'm craving but I managed around it as money was overflowing to be eating cravings up and down (irony). Mind you I was still very active at work with climbing of stairs as the order of the day.. FF to 36 weeks and I had this terrible cough induced Rib-like contractions, i couldn't do anything but groan like one in labour (mhen what kind of labour happens in the ribs), had an x-ray done, there was nothing so I was given injections and pain reliefs..
Was very hopeful that labour would start before 40 weeks but for where, no show oo. Zeal to exercise went down to zero though i still took walking serious, dem say pineapple and dates dey help, me na so so mango I dey buy, how I go con do na? Doc said he'd sweep me at 39 wks, I no remind am thinking labour will start before 40wks, lailai. I had the sweep at week 40 and was hopeful of positivity. 40wks 2dys, saw mucus plug and was left hanging again. Did all I could do so I don't end up getting to the 41 weeks but it seemed my baby was enjoying the taste of the mangoes I was always taking. Took dates, pineapple, zobo yet there was no painful contraction just the braxton hicks... I called my doctor he said I'll come in for induction that Saturday but we couldn't go in on Saturday so we went on Sunday @41wks 1dy as I didn't fall into labour at all... That morning I was feeling this deceitful painful contraction and I called the doctor, he told me to come to the hospital that I'm not going back home without my baby.. Hubby and I left in the evening. On getting there my vitals were checked and my cervix was checked, cervix hasn't started opening (Yeeh), The doctor lectured DH about induction and how it sometimes ends so that he can be open to the outcome, he then broke Misoprostol into 4 and put a very tiny piece inside somewhere I can't remember the name after which he told the 2nd doc to check for dilation by 1:30am (Monday after 6 hours). I went back to the ward, I was exercising while gisting with hubby and when I was tired I laid down.. Wanted to pee but discovered I couldn't so I told the 2nd doctor who inserted my catheter and a urine bag. Lest I forgot, I also saw blood while in the hospital there.
Baby's heartbeat was also being checked frequently and it was consistently OK until around 1am when it was checked again, it started well but suddenly started dropping and becoming faint. My gynae was called and he came in immediately checked me and I was only 2cm dilated after 6hrs of groaning, he checked the heartbeat too and we all heard it. He told us we have to go straight into the theater as the baby’s life is very important right now.... Sharp sharp I was shaved and headed to the theatre even when hubby hadn't finished signing the consent form(since he had consented with his mouth).. Entering the theatre and lying down, everyone got busy that was when Gen went off, the doctor shouted what happened (the one who ought to get fuel didn't remember to get it, their solar too didn't come on and I heard him tell everyone one to bring out their phones. I was given general anaesthesia so I didn't know what happened again.. Hubby witnessed all cos I had already spoken to the doctor thinking it would be VD and I had also told him to behave himself so he's not sent out. So he was allowed to stay and watch through the curtain partition in the theater.

I woke up in the ward feeling dizzy and asking for my head and hand to be adjusted, I was seeing hubby faintly and he was telling me the baby is here with joy oo but I kept requesting for adjustment. I forgot I was there to give birth, it was later when my brain processed the whole thing I remembered and asked him for a picture of our baby which he showed.. It was when my brain was clearer that he told me of how the baby was brought out not breathing and the doctor had to start blowing air and tapping her seriously. He said the doctor repeated the action again and again until she cried or is it whimpered but with the way she was breathing, her respiratory tract had been blocked by whatever she swallowed and on her own she cant supply her body oxygen that will go round so she needed to be assisted using oxygen. She finished up 3 small tanks and continued with the biggest oxygen tank as her level on and off the tank was being monitored, no food or glucose water sef cos they said they didn't want anything interrupting her airways due to the was she was breathing.. She was just getting skinny and skinny, always crying that I had to use pacifier to keep her calm sometimes (baby that came out weighing 2.5kg oo)

Before, during and after the whole thing, they didn't even request for deposit until Tuesday afternoon when they wanted to bring in a paediatrician to also check her. Her Oxygen level increased from lass than 40 to 46 to 60 something and 70 something... The paediatrician said until we get to 93 and above and it remains consistent without her being on oxygen, we go nowhere... After much complaints of how skinny she is and that her cry that can wake a small village, I was eventually told to express milk in her cup from which 30ml was measured and she took 22ml. Next dose is in the next 6hrs (at least half bread is better than chinchin), she took 24ml at the next dose and gulped it all at the next one. I complained again abbot's the timing was reduced to 4hrs but same 30ml, I complained that its not enough that she's dehydrated and its the reason she started having fever (her temp would rise to 38.5 in the afternoon) then the pead said we should express and give her when she's hungry. I said OK but when she was hungry, I covered her with the blood of Jesus and sanctified the breast milk and gave her directly, that was what I did throughout the night, when the 2nd doctor came in the morning I told her what I did and she said okay, my main gynae came and caught us sucking then he monitored her breathing while feeding and said we should continue and that was how my angel whose body was almost drying up started regaining flesh gradually.. All this while the oxygen thingy was on and off so that her level will be monitored but she was placed on one more small tank.. Her afternoon rise in temperature still persisted and they had to change the antibiotics being given to her to some very painful ones which got us massive improvement. As of yesterday without man's oxygen, she was 93 and this morning her reading was 95. My baby is now looking like a baby. Her naming was done in our ward (we are the only occupants) this morning with just 4 of us in attendance (DH, self, MIL & our senior pastor).

Thanks to everyone who made my stay in this preggers group eventful, it was worth it..
Thanks to my DH too (we were preggy together), even in this our hospital omugwo, I comot cap for him.. Sometimes he looks at the baby especially when her vitals goes low and feels like crying but just man up, me I cried when temperature refused to go down and I was like God has given you to us and won't take you away from us and by the grace of God we will be going home tomorrow.

I pray God will deliver all mums here safely without complications by His grace and bless the womb of every GTC mums with their own testimonies..
Please manage this small story of my life...

Cc Cappo Expectantmom

Here is my superwoman, while your hubby is superman and our little angel a super warrior. She came, she saw and she conquered. She is a precious gift from God to your family and she'll continually brings happiness and joy to your home. Congratulations mama.

I've been there and I understand better than how you've explained eventhough your BS is well detailed. I pray for all the expecting mothers here your day of delivery shall be more than glorious, you'll give birth to your LO like Hebrew women with no complications (but listen and take all your doctors advice, that's how Hebrew women do things )

Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

Cc Cappo Expectantmom

Ohhh what a BS Pheeeeew! With plenty mixtures of feelings I can't even explain. Different women with different stories. Oh! I wonder what my own story will be like
In all these... Na God Win.
Congratulations mama, I'm so happy for you and I'm so proud of you. May God bless you and your lil princess, she started fighting from her day one and she chose life. (She can't afford not tasting Mangoes with her own mouth )
Thanks for dropping your BS, now I'm afraid you will get too busy that you'll forget us like ma'am Kokaiye
Congrats to you once again ma and to other new mums in the house.
Please let the BSs keep dropping oooo

Mama @ MorningStar233 I'm eagerly waiting for your BA o. My colleague in distant marriage lol . Hope hubby has applied for his leave already? You were one of the mamas that ushered me into this group. And I can't wait to hear/read your testimony. How are you doing ma

God is great. I rejoice with you. May God continue to protect the baby

Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

Been TTCing since we got married but we had issues with doing the do as hubby was a V (innocent bro) so we just dropped baby issues jare until people started asking questions (his people o) so we resumed trying. Fast forward to 2020 around August, I missed my p and ignorantly washed off my baby with the delicious, well flavoured zobo I prepared myself .. I had terrible cramps and passed out tissue, the blood wasn't here (that was the last time I tasted zobo till this month).. I had infection, treated it and we continued trying...

Nov 2020, started having weird dreams of bleeding. Like I would dream I'm sharing the good news of pregnancy with hubby and in that same dream I would start bleeding and the next day in real life I would start bleeding (the exact consistency and volume of blood would be just as it is in the dream) . Didn't take it serious that Nov until it happened Dec, I started waking up in prayers, Jan same and I told hubby and we started battling it together, Same February (what's going on we've been praying na) but we did not relent. March came and it was as if my prayer would never be answered but God did answer. I had a dream where I was on a bed in a strange room and while wondering why I was there I saw ropes on the floor and a candle lit by the bed.. I decided to burn the ropes gradually with the fire from the candle but while about to do that a strange hand grabbed the rope and was holding what it called my womb, turned it upside down to drain the content and was trying to tie it in my presence. I started praying and calling the blood of Jesus in that dream and the hand dropped all and disappeared. That was our victory though I know there'll always be battles.

God answered us with my March LMP/April ovulation but hubby and I treated Staph Aureus just after I ovulated (I told the doctor that I just finished ovulating but he said I shouldn't worry) and took very strong injections which I think caused the MC I had in June, I also had recurrent fever (which I was scared to treat) so I don't know which one in particular caused it. The foetus dropped in my toilet after terrible hours of pain and I dipped my hand, brought it out and took it to the hospital where I was sent for scan which showed remnants that needed to be expelled (I remember also asking questions and posting the picture here). After the painful evacuation, I didn't even have power to cry or brood though my heart was heavy, I just wanted to move on and I gave thanks to God because He did it and would do another. I went to work the next day as I didn't have strength to sit and let the devil bring in unholy thoughts into my heart even though I was still in pain from the evacuation but anything asides sitting at home was better for me.

‌My mind was also made up to start immediately even though Google said whatever. I went for a scan which showed infection after I completed the antibiotics given at the hospital and I got another set of drugs which cleared me and we started again. God came through with the July LMP and here we are..

First trimester was with mild symptoms, no vomiting or spitting except that I was always feverish which I ran quickly to get a test done at 8 weeks and it was discovered to be typhoid but my doctor treated both typhoid and malaria and also placed me on duphaston.... Around 11 weeks I started going everywhere with two food flasks, it was as if I would die if I didn't eat. Also had this terrible cough they would cause pain in my ribs, drugs didn't work but thank God, honey and warm water did. Registered for antenatal at 16 weeks and I was given Amalar, prenatals and my first TT injection and that was when my woes started.. The prenatals got me into a vomiting spree (I think it's cos I used them together instead of using them at separate times) and even when not used. Sometimes I'd just be feeling sick and feel like putting my hands in my throat to empty my belly.. My appetite also dropped from 2 food flasks to 1 and I was also managing myself while watching my weight cos I was almost breaking their scale at the hospital (me that use to be tiny)... The doctor would also wondered why I don't usually have complaints whenever I meet him cos plenty scans even before pregnancy said there's fibroid somewhere (but e no concern me, me I no get am) and he said the fibroid he thought would disturb me isn't disturbing, I didn't even answer as I know I don't have it. Heartburn was the order of the day cos rice o, swallow o, fruits o, even water o gives me heartburn.

Third trimester knocked with pelvic pains, plenty heat, blackness on my neck with plenty rashes, cough and little cravings... I never get satisfied if what I eat is not what I'm craving but I managed around it as money was overflowing to be eating cravings up and down (irony). Mind you I was still very active at work with climbing of stairs as the order of the day.. FF to 36 weeks and I had this terrible cough induced Rib-like contractions, i couldn't do anything but groan like one in labour (mhen what kind of labour happens in the ribs), had an x-ray done, there was nothing so I was given injections and pain reliefs..
Was very hopeful that labour would start before 40 weeks but for where, no show oo. Zeal to exercise went down to zero though i still took walking serious, dem say pineapple and dates dey help, me na so so mango I dey buy, how I go con do na? Doc said he'd sweep me at 39 wks, I no remind am thinking labour will start before 40wks, lailai. I had the sweep at week 40 and was hopeful of positivity. 40wks 2dys, saw mucus plug and was left hanging again. Did all I could do so I don't end up getting to the 41 weeks but it seemed my baby was enjoying the taste of the mangoes I was always taking. Took dates, pineapple, zobo yet there was no painful contraction just the braxton hicks... I called my doctor he said I'll come in for induction that Saturday but we couldn't go in on Saturday so we went on Sunday @41wks 1dy as I didn't fall into labour at all... That morning I was feeling this deceitful painful contraction and I called the doctor, he told me to come to the hospital that I'm not going back home without my baby.. Hubby and I left in the evening. On getting there my vitals were checked and my cervix was checked, cervix hasn't started opening (Yeeh), The doctor lectured DH about induction and how it sometimes ends so that he can be open to the outcome, he then broke Misoprostol into 4 and put a very tiny piece inside somewhere I can't remember the name after which he told the 2nd doc to check for dilation by 1:30am (Monday after 6 hours). I went back to the ward, I was exercising while gisting with hubby and when I was tired I laid down.. Wanted to pee but discovered I couldn't so I told the 2nd doctor who inserted my catheter and a urine bag. Lest I forgot, I also saw blood while in the hospital there.
Baby's heartbeat was also being checked frequently and it was consistently OK until around 1am when it was checked again, it started well but suddenly started dropping and becoming faint. My gynae was called and he came in immediately checked me and I was only 2cm dilated after 6hrs of groaning, he checked the heartbeat too and we all heard it. He told us we have to go straight into the theater as the baby’s life is very important right now.... Sharp sharp I was shaved and headed to the theatre even when hubby hadn't finished signing the consent form(since he had consented with his mouth).. Entering the theatre and lying down, everyone got busy that was when Gen went off, the doctor shouted what happened (the one who ought to get fuel didn't remember to get it, their solar too didn't come on and I heard him tell everyone one to bring out their phones. I was given general anaesthesia so I didn't know what happened again.. Hubby witnessed all cos I had already spoken to the doctor thinking it would be VD and I had also told him to behave himself so he's not sent out. So he was allowed to stay and watch through the curtain partition in the theater.

I woke up in the ward feeling dizzy and asking for my head and hand to be adjusted, I was seeing hubby faintly and he was telling me the baby is here with joy oo but I kept requesting for adjustment. I forgot I was there to give birth, it was later when my brain processed the whole thing I remembered and asked him for a picture of our baby which he showed.. It was when my brain was clearer that he told me of how the baby was brought out not breathing and the doctor had to start blowing air and tapping her seriously. He said the doctor repeated the action again and again until she cried or is it whimpered but with the way she was breathing, her respiratory tract had been blocked by whatever she swallowed and on her own she cant supply her body oxygen that will go round so she needed to be assisted using oxygen. She finished up 3 small tanks and continued with the biggest oxygen tank as her level on and off the tank was being monitored, no food or glucose water sef cos they said they didn't want anything interrupting her airways due to the was she was breathing.. She was just getting skinny and skinny, always crying that I had to use pacifier to keep her calm sometimes (baby that came out weighing 2.5kg oo)

Before, during and after the whole thing, they didn't even request for deposit until Tuesday afternoon when they wanted to bring in a paediatrician to also check her. Her Oxygen level increased from lass than 40 to 46 to 60 something and 70 something... The paediatrician said until we get to 93 and above and it remains consistent without her being on oxygen, we go nowhere... After much complaints of how skinny she is and that her cry that can wake a small village, I was eventually told to express milk in her cup from which 30ml was measured and she took 22ml. Next dose is in the next 6hrs (at least half bread is better than chinchin), she took 24ml at the next dose and gulped it all at the next one. I complained again abbot's the timing was reduced to 4hrs but same 30ml, I complained that its not enough that she's dehydrated and its the reason she started having fever (her temp would rise to 38.5 in the afternoon) then the pead said we should express and give her when she's hungry. I said OK but when she was hungry, I covered her with the blood of Jesus and sanctified the breast milk and gave her directly, that was what I did throughout the night, when the 2nd doctor came in the morning I told her what I did and she said okay, my main gynae came and caught us sucking then he monitored her breathing while feeding and said we should continue and that was how my angel whose body was almost drying up started regaining flesh gradually.. All this while the oxygen thingy was on and off so that her level will be monitored but she was placed on one more small tank.. Her afternoon rise in temperature still persisted and they had to change the antibiotics being given to her to some very painful ones which got us massive improvement. As of yesterday without man's oxygen, she was 93 and this morning her reading was 95. My baby is now looking like a baby. Her naming was done in our ward (we are the only occupants) this morning with just 4 of us in attendance (DH, self, MIL & our senior pastor).

Thanks to everyone who made my stay in this preggers group eventful, it was worth it..
Thanks to my DH too (we were preggy together), even in this our hospital omugwo, I comot cap for him.. Sometimes he looks at the baby especially when her vitals goes low and feels like crying but just man up, me I cried when temperature refused to go down and I was like God has given you to us and won't take you away from us and by the grace of God we will be going home tomorrow.

I pray God will deliver all mums here safely without complications by His grace and bless the womb of every GTC mums with their own testimonies..
Please manage this small story of my life...

Cc Cappo Expectantmom

Sassy256:

Yes not everyone's water breaks mine always has to be broken during active labour. But you can't mistake real labour pain for Braxton Hicks. The difference is very clear .

Owk ma'am, thanks alot

Layormiii:
infact thank you for explaining what's happening to me better than I can write it. That means am still on point then.

But teamie if water no break sheybi mucus plug go show. That thing that cover the womb abi nah cervix, it will come out like mucus. me I Sabi small pass u

I don't know anytyn oo teamie. hw d mucus plus b self, make I go google search am, I sha know the God that started the journey wit us will finish with us and we'll deliver the baby safely, we go write our BS too even if nt voluminous . Bt this rib wey go just hold person tight ehn, it's well ni o.

Omakraid:
BS! BS!! BS!!
Get ready, it's going to be a verrrryyyyyyyyy long ride...

Been TTCing since we got married but we had issues with doing the do as hubby was a V (innocent bro) so we just dropped baby issues jare until people started asking questions (his people o) so we resumed trying. Fast forward to 2020 around August, I missed my p and ignorantly washed off my baby with the delicious, well flavoured zobo I prepared myself .. I had terrible cramps and passed out tissue, the blood wasn't here (that was the last time I tasted zobo till this month).. I had infection, treated it and we continued trying...

Nov 2020, started having weird dreams of bleeding. Like I would dream I'm sharing the good news of pregnancy with hubby and in that same dream I would start bleeding and the next day in real life I would start bleeding (the exact consistency and volume of blood would be just as it is in the dream) . Didn't take it serious that Nov until it happened Dec, I started waking up in prayers, Jan same and I told hubby and we started battling it together, Same February (what's going on we've been praying na) but we did not relent. March came and it was as if my prayer would never be answered but God did answer. I had a dream where I was on a bed in a strange room and while wondering why I was there I saw ropes on the floor and a candle lit by the bed.. I decided to burn the ropes gradually with the fire from the candle but while about to do that a strange hand grabbed the rope and was holding what it called my womb, turned it upside down to drain the content and was trying to tie it in my presence. I started praying and calling the blood of Jesus in that dream and the hand dropped all and disappeared. That was our victory though I know there'll always be battles.

God answered us with my March LMP/April ovulation but hubby and I treated Staph Aureus just after I ovulated (I told the doctor that I just finished ovulating but he said I shouldn't worry) and took very strong injections which I think caused the MC I had in June, I also had recurrent fever (which I was scared to treat) so I don't know which one in particular caused it. The foetus dropped in my toilet after terrible hours of pain and I dipped my hand, brought it out and took it to the hospital where I was sent for scan which showed remnants that needed to be expelled (I remember also asking questions and posting the picture here). After the painful evacuation, I didn't even have power to cry or brood though my heart was heavy, I just wanted to move on and I gave thanks to God because He did it and would do another. I went to work the next day as I didn't have strength to sit and let the devil bring in unholy thoughts into my heart even though I was still in pain from the evacuation but anything asides sitting at home was better for me.

‌My mind was also made up to start immediately even though Google said whatever. I went for a scan which showed infection after I completed the antibiotics given at the hospital and I got another set of drugs which cleared me and we started again. God came through with the July LMP and here we are..

First trimester was with mild symptoms, no vomiting or spitting except that I was always feverish which I ran quickly to get a test done at 8 weeks and it was discovered to be typhoid but my doctor treated both typhoid and malaria and also placed me on duphaston.... Around 11 weeks I started going everywhere with two food flasks, it was as if I would die if I didn't eat. Also had this terrible cough they would cause pain in my ribs, drugs didn't work but thank God, honey and warm water did. Registered for antenatal at 16 weeks and I was given Amalar, prenatals and my first TT injection and that was when my woes started.. The prenatals got me into a vomiting spree (I think it's cos I used them together instead of using them at separate times) and even when not used. Sometimes I'd just be feeling sick and feel like putting my hands in my throat to empty my belly.. My appetite also dropped from 2 food flasks to 1 and I was also managing myself while watching my weight cos I was almost breaking their scale at the hospital (me that use to be tiny)... The doctor would also wondered why I don't usually have complaints whenever I meet him cos plenty scans even before pregnancy said there's fibroid somewhere (but e no concern me, me I no get am) and he said the fibroid he thought would disturb me isn't disturbing, I didn't even answer as I know I don't have it. Heartburn was the order of the day cos rice o, swallow o, fruits o, even water o gives me heartburn.

Third trimester knocked with pelvic pains, plenty heat, blackness on my neck with plenty rashes, cough and little cravings... I never get satisfied if what I eat is not what I'm craving but I managed around it as money was overflowing to be eating cravings up and down (irony). Mind you I was still very active at work with climbing of stairs as the order of the day.. FF to 36 weeks and I had this terrible cough induced Rib-like contractions, i couldn't do anything but groan like one in labour (mhen what kind of labour happens in the ribs), had an x-ray done, there was nothing so I was given injections and pain reliefs..
Was very hopeful that labour would start before 40 weeks but for where, no show oo. Zeal to exercise went down to zero though i still took walking serious, dem say pineapple and dates dey help, me na so so mango I dey buy, how I go con do na? Doc said he'd sweep me at 39 wks, I no remind am thinking labour will start before 40wks, lailai. I had the sweep at week 40 and was hopeful of positivity. 40wks 2dys, saw mucus plug and was left hanging again. Did all I could do so I don't end up getting to the 41 weeks but it seemed my baby was enjoying the taste of the mangoes I was always taking. Took dates, pineapple, zobo yet there was no painful contraction just the braxton hicks... I called my doctor he said I'll come in for induction that Saturday but we couldn't go in on Saturday so we went on Sunday @41wks 1dy as I didn't fall into labour at all... That morning I was feeling this deceitful painful contraction and I called the doctor, he told me to come to the hospital that I'm not going back home without my baby.. Hubby and I left in the evening. On getting there my vitals were checked and my cervix was checked, cervix hasn't started opening (Yeeh), The doctor lectured DH about induction and how it sometimes ends so that he can be open to the outcome, he then broke Misoprostol into 4 and put a very tiny piece inside somewhere I can't remember the name after which he told the 2nd doc to check for dilation by 1:30am (Monday after 6 hours). I went back to the ward, I was exercising while gisting with hubby and when I was tired I laid down.. Wanted to pee but discovered I couldn't so I told the 2nd doctor who inserted my catheter and a urine bag. Lest I forgot, I also saw blood while in the hospital there.
Baby's heartbeat was also being checked frequently and it was consistently OK until around 1am when it was checked again, it started well but suddenly started dropping and becoming faint. My gynae was called and he came in immediately checked me and I was only 2cm dilated after 6hrs of groaning, he checked the heartbeat too and we all heard it. He told us we have to go straight into the theater as the baby’s life is very important right now.... Sharp sharp I was shaved and headed to the theatre even when hubby hadn't finished signing the consent form(since he had consented with his mouth).. Entering the theatre and lying down, everyone got busy that was when Gen went off, the doctor shouted what happened (the one who ought to get fuel didn't remember to get it, their solar too didn't come on and I heard him tell everyone one to bring out their phones. I was given general anaesthesia so I didn't know what happened again.. Hubby witnessed all cos I had already spoken to the doctor thinking it would be VD and I had also told him to behave himself so he's not sent out. So he was allowed to stay and watch through the curtain partition in the theater.

I woke up in the ward feeling dizzy and asking for my head and hand to be adjusted, I was seeing hubby faintly and he was telling me the baby is here with joy oo but I kept requesting for adjustment. I forgot I was there to give birth, it was later when my brain processed the whole thing I remembered and asked him for a picture of our baby which he showed.. It was when my brain was clearer that he told me of how the baby was brought out not breathing and the doctor had to start blowing air and tapping her seriously. He said the doctor repeated the action again and again until she cried or is it whimpered but with the way she was breathing, her respiratory tract had been blocked by whatever she swallowed and on her own she cant supply her body oxygen that will go round so she needed to be assisted using oxygen. She finished up 3 small tanks and continued with the biggest oxygen tank as her level on and off the tank was being monitored, no food or glucose water sef cos they said they didn't want anything interrupting her airways due to the was she was breathing.. She was just getting skinny and skinny, always crying that I had to use pacifier to keep her calm sometimes (baby that came out weighing 2.5kg oo)

Before, during and after the whole thing, they didn't even request for deposit until Tuesday afternoon when they wanted to bring in a paediatrician to also check her. Her Oxygen level increased from lass than 40 to 46 to 60 something and 70 something... The paediatrician said until we get to 93 and above and it remains consistent without her being on oxygen, we go nowhere... After much complaints of how skinny she is and that her cry that can wake a small village, I was eventually told to express milk in her cup from which 30ml was measured and she took 22ml. Next dose is in the next 6hrs (at least half bread is better than chinchin), she took 24ml at the next dose and gulped it all at the next one. I complained again abbot's the timing was reduced to 4hrs but same 30ml, I complained that its not enough that she's dehydrated and its the reason she started having fever (her temp would rise to 38.5 in the afternoon) then the pead said we should express and give her when she's hungry. I said OK but when she was hungry, I covered her with the blood of Jesus and sanctified the breast milk and gave her directly, that was what I did throughout the night, when the 2nd doctor came in the morning I told her what I did and she said okay, my main gynae came and caught us sucking then he monitored her breathing while feeding and said we should continue and that was how my angel whose body was almost drying up started regaining flesh gradually.. All this while the oxygen thingy was on and off so that her level will be monitored but she was placed on one more small tank.. Her afternoon rise in temperature still persisted and they had to change the antibiotics being given to her to some very painful ones which got us massive improvement. As of yesterday without man's oxygen, she was 93 and this morning her reading was 95. My baby is now looking like a baby. Her naming was done in our ward (we are the only occupants) this morning with just 4 of us in attendance (DH, self, MIL & our senior pastor).

Thanks to everyone who made my stay in this preggers group eventful, it was worth it..
Thanks to my DH too (we were preggy together), even in this our hospital omugwo, I comot cap for him.. Sometimes he looks at the baby especially when her vitals goes low and feels like crying but just man up, me I cried when temperature refused to go down and I was like God has given you to us and won't take you away from us and by the grace of God we will be going home tomorrow.

I pray God will deliver all mums here safely without complications by His grace and bless the womb of every GTC mums with their own testimonies..
Please manage this small story of my life...

Cc Cappo Expectantmom

This blessing is permanent and the Lord shall continue to be with you and your family. Your baby shall always be a source of joy and happiness to you, the father, your family and the world. Congratulations once again.

StarryV:
Mama @ MorningStar233 I'm eagerly waiting for your BA o. My colleague in distant marriage lol . Hope hubby has applied for his leave already? You were one of the mamas that ushered me into this group. And I can't wait to hear/read your testimony. How are you doing ma

Hahahahahaha, lol, you r funny. I'm expecting him this week by God's grace.. Amen ooo. I'm doing fine dear. Thanks for checking on us