The 4th child cometh....

I woke up this morning knowing that I have several important things to do. Granny came by to pick up the children (Clarissa and Christa) to kindergarden early as I prepared to see Mommy at the hospital. I received a message that the doctor was going to rupture her membranes before 8 am. By the time I arrived, she was starting to feel the cramping pain within her abdomen coming every few minutes. I noticed that she was cringing as the uterus contracted wishing that the whole 'ordeal' would be over sooner the better.


I was reminded of the three previous episodes where she told me she felt like taking the epidural injection but did not manage to do so on time. This time she said she wanted to get on with the pain relief remedy. As I was seated besides her and doing whatever I could do to make her feel better (including the Glucose water, stroking her hair and lightly massaging her shoulder), I kept myself entertained by watching Jackie Chan Adventure cartoon followed by CNN Channel.

The staff nurse was pleasant enough to ask us whether Mommy needed anything else. Several nurses came in periodically to check on the her to ensure that her progress went on smoothly. The vaginal examinations were occassionally painful as their fingers swept and stretched the cervix when it was thinner.


Just slightly after 11 am, the Obstetrician was called in to rescue Mommy as the 'bearing-down' sensation and excruciating pain had become so unbearable. She wasn't going to stop pushing as she felt like defecating. She was carefully guided to push as the specialist observed the head protruding out of the perineum and finally slipping out completely within the next 20 seconds. The sight of blood and liquor did not trouble me as I have gotten used it during my internship days. Again she pushed harder as the baby's shoulder appeared followed by the trunk and the rest of the body. True enough, the baby is a girl! She was slightly blue as she had an umbulical cord around her neck and had passed a little bit of black coloured discharge (meconium). We heard a small whimper and within a few breathes, it changed into a light cry. I started reassuring her and she went on to sleep.


I thought this baby looks so much like Christa! She is different from Benedict who had his eyes wide open during birth. The baby kept her eyes closed for a few minutes. After the nurse cleared her airway with the suction device, she seemed quite comfortable in the incubator. She had her Hepatitis B and Vitamin K injection in her thighs making her uncomfortable for a minute.

Mommy was thanking the specialist profusely for the safe and problem-free birth of our 4th child. She definitely looked much better this time around and had enough energy to chat with me about the whole experience despite the Pethidine injection. All I could say was, the 3 important words which we do not say often enough even though we are very much in love with each other. It makes the difference to say it again a thousand times.

I stood admiring both daughter and mother as I passed the baby to Mommy for her first breastfeeding. Our 4th child cometh.....!!!