The lil πŸ’™

After completion of 9 months, the doctor advised to meet her once in two days. It was supposed to be one such appointment with her. I had made the class adjustment and even planned for lunch with my galsπŸ˜¬πŸ˜‹ There was a change of plan as the pain had triggered. the last 9 answer scripts were pending to be valued. He had valued those, reading the answers, in the hospital. The pain was gradually increasing. We sipped some hot ginger tea and awaited. Around 9 p.m., all my people were around, I walked in the corridor, looking at the light up cafΓ©s, coffee bars, roaring vehicles, and lounges talking to the lil πŸ’™

   By 10, they all went home. By 10:30 p.m., I started getting the real PAIN!!!

It was then I realized its intensity. The nurse kept on monitoring the heartbeat every 1 hour. I kept on chanting Thakurji's name πŸ˜‡

 By 11 p.m., the pain became unbearable. I asked the nurse if she could bring the baby out. Now, she started monitoring the heartbeat every 20 minutes. The sound of the apparatus reading the heartbeat, the printing of the graph became annoying!

 I was dying of pain but did not want to shout aloud. I felt that even if I shout, the pain will not get reduced, then simply why add! I was used to period's pain. This was 100 times of it. He frequently asked if I needed any help. I was getting irritated even for that, I was helpless like any woman having the labour pain!

The doctor visited again around 12:30 p.m., and she checked the dilation. No, I was still not ready for the labour!! The pain was progressing. I did not shout, not even a subtle sign of it I exhibited. I did not open my mouth. The nurse continued her duty. Every time she came, she said, " I dunno why you are not getting the pain!". I who wanted to keep quiet started telling Amma Amma when she came the next time πŸ˜’

 At 3:30 a.m. i.e., 22nd I asked about the progress, she said that she could see the head of the baby, I asked her again if she could take it out. 

The doctor visited around 5 a.m. and said that within the next couple of hours, she would take me to the labour room!!!

The pain was hell. Around 7, she came and broke the sac! She asked me why I trusted her so much! I just held her both the hands and smiled.

 Around 7:30 a.m. Finally, they took me to the labour room along with him. The pain comes for a few minutes, and it goes way. The doctor, her assistance along with him, were around me. The doctor asked me to push, and I started pushing. She had said if the heartbeat goes down, she may have to go for a cesarean. After the third push, the doctor said to wait. The heartbeat had dropped, and the tears also dropped from my eyes hearing that!

 Immediately, the doctor said, "It's going high. Come on, push."

 I tried hard, and after pushing for 5 times, a little part of his head had come out. The doctor kept encouraging, "Come on Suma, push like there is no Tomorrow”, and he was holding me and patting me. The next push I could feel the baby going out of my womb! She said, “Two chords around the neck, and still we made it!!

She then put the baby on me! Omg!!!! I was shivering, I was floating in the sky, I dunno what a feeling it was. The baby was on me!!! Baby was crying, and I was smiling with tears of gratitude for the whole universe. I was also having the feeling of emptiness, though the lil was on me πŸ₯°

Still, I was not aware of the baby's sex. I was simply admiring the baby who happily lived so long within me. The pediatrician who was standing beside asked, " What's the sex of the baby?" Now, my ears were sharp. The whole 9 months we had to wait, the doctor said, "It's a boy."

My people were out there awaiting to see their happiness ❤️ The nurse had cleaned the baby, wrapped him, and kept him beside me for a while. He looked exactly like his Appa. They took the lil πŸ’™to my (His) people.

 The doctor cleaned the uterus and started stitching. I did not utter a word. The nurse said, "Now I believe that you can bear the pain even without making a subtle noise."

I smiled; I bowed my head with folded hands for all the love that they showered

After all these, they shifted me to the room filled with tons and tons of love!!!!























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