Mother’s Day: Celebrities, Mothers recount Labour Room experience
Mother’s Day is widely regarded as a day which mothers are appreciated and celebrated.
This year, the secular occasion of Mother’s Day coincides with Mothering Sunday.
Mothering Sunday is a religious observance that’s been commemorated for hundreds of years.
It is a religious holiday that is celebrated by Catholic and Protestant Christians, falls on the fourth Sunday of Lent three weeks before Easter Sunday.
Allure Vanguard joined in the celebration by asking Nigerian celebrities and mothers to share their unforgettable labour/labour room memory?
I felt like a Zombie for 3days after delivery– Adaora Ukoh
The heart piercing pain was gone but not the body ache and vagina stitches et all.
When it was time to PUSH baby out. I had no more strength as i have been in 20hrs labour pain. I started having Low blood pressure the doctors had to sort to oxygen…!!!….
But as soon as I held my son, all the pains vamoosed. But I totally felt like a zombie for 3days. Labour Room Moments is totally an unforgettable experience.
My joy came in the morning through Caesarean – Grace Ama
Labour pains is never easy whether one chose to go with pain relieves or not. For me I had a long labour, contractions and no cervical changes occurred, the excruciating pain Blood Of God. Then of course the best part when my JOY came in the morning through cesarean section. Having the Skin-To-Skin contact with my SON, PRIDE, MR PRESIDENT, CERTIFICATE.
It was magical moment that brought tears of joy and definitely a priceless moment I will never ever forget.
I forgot my pains after I held my son – Mutiat Alli-Lawore
Been a first time mum, I thought all I had read online and hear people say is how it will be like in the labor ward. Every pregnant woman experiences different phase during labor and for me.
One of my unforgettable Labour moment was when i started feeling something like an electric shock a week before the real labour started which is the contraction for about 8 hours before proper labor came and the moment I held my Prince Charming I totally forgot all the pains from the moment I was confirmed pregnant till the D-Day.
All my babies came with different stories – Chidinma Awa-Agwu
God helped me greatly in my first delivery. It was relatively easy (except for the tear and suturing experience). So, when I was due to deliver my second baby, I was overconfident and went to the labour room with a novel. I figured that while the the little prince was sorting out his descent, I didn’t have to hang around feeling bored, I would just enjoy a good paperback. It was the joke of the year.
As soon as I entered the labour room, the pain started coming back to back. I come from a long line of strong women that brag about not shouting or crying during labour and after my first baby, I earned my bragging rights. But was I in for a reality check?
As the concentrated doses of pain hit me, I bawled till I lost my voice. God had to send an angel to help me.
The little prince must have worn ear plugs. He enjoyed a good night’s sleep, had a leisurely breakfast before making a royal appearance, all 4.5 kg of him.
He was my biggest baby at birth and that labour was my most laborious.
I was laughing and talking gibberish – Victoria Inyama
When I was given Pethidine. I was laughing & talking gibberish. I went through CS for all my three boys.
I felt a cold metal touch on my vagina –Ononye Meze Ifeoma
When the nurse shouted “give me helping scissors” being my first baby, I didn’t know what that meant and i have been in labor for about two hours. I kept pushing but the baby was not coming. So, when the matron yelled to another nurse, all I did was continue waiting until I felt a cold metal touch my vagina and I felt the pain of cutting my flesh in the midst of labor pains. I screamed but was not allowed to nurture or come out of the double pain because at that moment, the Matron shouted at me, while holding my legs for me. I obeyed and the baby came out screaming. It’s an experience no words can ever explain.
I’ve never experienced labour before–Gift Okeke- Chikwendu
I have never experienced labour ooh. It has always been theatre things oooh.
My 1st baby was emergency CS. They had to do that at 7months because I had Preeclampsia. The second pregnancy was elective CS because they are twins and also because of my first experience too.
So, after that, I have hanged my boot. God just looked at my condition and helped me. Three babies and I am okay.
It was drama filled-Chika Ezeamama
So, I was admitted to bed rest one Friday evening while pregnant with my son at 7 months and 2 weeks due to the fact that my cervix had torn open a bit, and I was leaking amniotic fluid.
I was told not to stand up for anything (not even to go and pee) so as to see if the cervix could close up back and prevent me from going into premature labour.. But I guess the baby “no wan wait”.
By 4am on Sunday, 14th of July, 2013 after I had been given my period dose of injection and drugs to help with the closure, I started feeling slight pains in my stomach. I called for the nurse who came, looked me over and said it was hunger (what!!) that was causing me pains, that I should wait for the kitchen to open by 6am.
Instead of the pains to subdue at about 6 am when they have served me little tea as breakfast, it got worse. After a while, I had to call my husband, while he was on the way, the resident doctor that was on duty for the night came and checked and told me it was false labour that I should relax, that nothing was going to happen. I said ok. We kept at it until around 8am, the pain was beyond something else. My husband asked them to get the gynecologist who had put me on bed rest, they refused, saying that they had to get the Medical Director, who was not on sit to call the gynaecologist himself.
It was after I started having a kind of fainting episodes that my husband took my phone and called the gynaecologist. When the man heard that I was in pains, you need to see the way the man shouted, he was like why didn’t they call him. Immediately he arrived, he took me into the labour ward, checked me and told me that I should get ready that it was going to be another c-section. That I had been leaking fluid for about 2 days, that the baby might be weak and that he didn’t want to take that chance.
This is where the real drama now starts, one of the nurse assistant who was to get me ready for the theatre was asked to go and bring an injection, so they would give me, she went and brought a different injection. God just saved me that day … this lady had almost pierced me before one of the other nurses rushed in, “what are you doing”? She exclaimed shouting at her… “This is not the Injection” !!! . While in the theatre, this same nurse was asked to bring a kind of sterilized clothes that they would use to receive the baby, she went and brought bed sheets they put on a patient bed. At a point the gynecologist had to scream at her to get out of this theatre that she was going to put him into trouble.
When my baby was brought out, he was so small, weak and white in colour. He was
having trouble breathing. The doctor then said the baby had taken in some of the amniotic fluid. And he was rushed into another room to suck out all the mucus from his mouth and from his nose, and was put on oxygen. He was on oxygen till the following day.
Another worrying issue then was that I didn’t come to the hospital with any baby things … No baby bag … nothing.
My husband had to rush out, there was a kiosk outside the hospital, he had to go and buy diapers that they wear for a newborn baby that day. It was a Sunday morning, and almost all the shops around us were closed. We had to borrow things from a lady that came that was also in labour, hubby rushed home and gathered the little baby clothes I had gotten.
I wasn’t fully prepared. I was 30 weeks, and I didn’t think I would go into labour so soon. I was still planning on going for my shopping the next week but, God had his plans for us.
Looking at my boy now growing up without any deformity, he will be 6 years in a few months, I can’t help but always thank God for his life.