My last day at work was on the 4th November 2009…It was a day of last minute clearing of my stuff into a box, moving the box under my table, giving last minute tips and ideas to Ratna my replacement, morning tea…etc etc…my colleagues gave me a gift for the baby too…I was touched…when I was leaving the office, it felt rather weird, having the thought of not going to work daily, and sitting at my desk, and doing my daily stuff in the office…when I walked out of the main office door…I had the “that’s it”…feeling…like it’s a move into the next phase of my life…kind of feeling...
The 11 days at home waiting for the landing of my little one was really hard to bear…I tried to keep myself occupied as much as I could, but how much television and internet can you use in a day? Did exercises in the house…cleared the house to prepare for the arrival of Zac…pacing up and down the house, to do some walking…did some squats…tried everything…tried doing Wii…but of course, the yoga exercises on Wii was rather impossible for me…haha…even tried eating pineapple to induce labour...silly me...
On the 11th of November was my niece’s (Anne) birthday…I was wondering if Zac was going to come out on the same day as her cousin Anne cece…but…the day went by…with no signs of arrival…so, nope, not gonna celebrate their birthdays on the same day... :)
Next few days were just as frustrating as well…you feel the contraction…but apparently, they were just Braxton Hicks…during the wait as well, the slab was finally laid for the building of our new house…everything was happening at the same time…I also remember having to go to the land one day with Dave to clear off the tree stump and the branches for building to commence…while waiting at home, I wonder how many times I packed and unpacked the hospital luggage that I was going to bring just to make sure I had everything…
No signs of little Zac…until the 15th November…in the morning…experienced some strange stuff…so called the hospital…they asked me to monitor and see if there was improvement…after lunch, it got worse…so called the hospital again…they asked us to go in for a checkup…we went prepared…we brought all the luggage along with us…
They strapped the fetal monitor to check for contractions…and also to monitor baby’s heart beat…when they first did it, they told me, nothing was happening…they were just Braxton Hicks contractions and nothing more…but because I had the condition, they told me that they preferred me to stay in the hospital for the night to monitor the progress…
I ordered food for dinner and ordered some for Dave as well. By
530pm…just a few minutes after Dave left…I started having contractions…Havent felt that way before…the nurses told me that it was like period cramps…but I have not really experience much cramps before (touch wood)…so I didn’t know the feeling…but it started to come and go very regularly…
I still could laugh and smile and talk and eat and watch tv and lie down and rest, etc etc…but after half an hour or an hour or so…the pain started to heighten…I was starting to feel really edgy!!!!! I had to grab onto something when the pain came…It went on and on…tried to sleep…Dave tried to sleep…but to no avail…the pain was just excruciating…Each time it came, I had to grab the chair next to me…Dave kept telling me to breathe in and out…and I tried to as much as I could…it went on and on from 530pm (starting of mild pains) to about 3am the next day (excruciating pain)…before the labour, I was still thinking, I could probably not take epidural and just go natural with gas…I gave in at 3am…I HAD TO GET EPIDURAL OR I’LL DIE OF SEVERE PAIN…
After the epidural, it was just a game of waiting again…I waited till 12pm the following afternoon…before they told me I was ready to “receive” the little one…it went on and on till 3pm in the arvo before I heard Zachy’s first cry…
When they first placed Zac on my chest…I was lost for words…the little darling was crying for a while, before looking at me…and we started gazing at each other for a while…he was such a charming little baby…and again I tried to keep my tears in…deep down I was so touched and I couldn’t thank God enough for such an amazing and wonderful “gift” to Dave and myself…our little son, Zachary…
The journey of motherhood begins for me…