The DA was delivered to me on March 25, 2013. Since this remarkable number fell on Monday, and I myself, as they say, is a child of Monday, I wished with all my strength to give birth to either 24 or 26.
March 22, we had a day off due to the holiday Nauryz. On this day, for the first time I began to sip my belly Well, I think, soon in the hospital. I spent a couple of days in this condition and on March 25, at about 4 o’clock in the morning, I was visited by the first contractions.
Start. Contractions. No, it is, easy
After lying for another half an hour, I decided to get up and pack up my husband’s things. (Well, he must meet with his daughter from the hospital with all the parade). I adjust, which means that the pants and then my husband woke up and asked, what am I doing with such a serious look. I answer him: I collect you to the hospital, it’s time to give birth. Laughing at the moment so far.
And by 7 am, I am standing in full with anxious bags standing in the emergency room of the hospital and waiting for me to get engaged. Stomach begins to ache stronger and more often. And they, you see, shifts. Finally, they accepted me, inspected me and sent me home with words of admonition: This is your training fight, have a drink and come in a week.
I’m lying at home, my stomach hurts, I haven’t drank a drink. I think: What if everything is so numb that I will not feel the contraction and will miss the beginning of labor. Now I find it funny, now I know that you can’t miss real fights. And then there was no time for jokes. To give birth is not to sneeze, a serious approach is needed here.)
I stayed until the evening, my husband came home from work. And I already have such contractions, do not breathe in and out. Take me, I say, back to me. If they do not, I will lie on their orange couch and I will lie until I give birth. Fortunately, I was accepted and sent to give birth.
I initially decided to give birth to a friend Irisha. While they were examining me and doing a miracle-enema procedure (as it turned out, this is the most innocuous of the whole process), the husband delivered my dear girlfriend. They raised us on the 3rd floor and identified in 1 block.
Get to the point. Contractions more often
By 23 o’clock in the evening fights were already such, words can not convey. But, since it was already late and after 2 walls there was a box with premature babies, I didn’t allow myself to shout, but simply, quietly howling, I broke off the iron back from the bed. Thanks Irisha, she stretched the back to me and watered with water.
And now, on March 26, at 3 o’clock in the morning (or in the morning), after another examination, the midwife assured me that in an hour I would have my face, you see, the attempts begin. So, he says, the main thing is that you have endured contractions, and the attempts and childbirth will go much easier. Either she deceived me, or my body is substandard, but compared to attempts, fights are so easy to warm up.
And so, at 3.30 am, I saw my little one, the most beautiful with long nails and blue eyes. I put it on my chest and since then we have not parted more than an hour.
And my husband and my mom all this time, almost all night on the 1st floor, they waited for our girl to appear.