Started on 15 May. Was admitted for induction. Again, the pill was inserted for dilation at 10am. And the bb heartbeat test was done after that, for 1 hour.
Same as the first time, warded at observatory ward @ delivery suite. Nothing the whole day, just inconsistent mild cramps, and slight spotting.
And then at about 10ish pm, was pushed to delivery suite 3A. I was so excited. I thought it was gonna happen, but nope, no regular contractions yet. Instead the nurse came and gave me the lao-sai pill, needed me to run the toilet to clear my bowels. And thru the night, I ran toilet 4-5 times!! Couldn't really sleep. Was cramping and baby was pressing onto my pelvis. Painful de lor. The hubby was sleeping soundly in the resting lounge arm chair beside me.
And I witness the sunrise. Beautiful. And the traffic jam at Lornie road. :) people going to work on a Friday morning and I'm waiting for my baby to pop.
At about 9ish, the missy came in and checked that my dilation was 4cm! And so she estimated that it would be around 12ish when I can get ready to push. Another few hours of waiting game, and I was so hungry but I couldn't intake any food already :(
Doc Ho came in at 10ish, broke my waterbag without warning me, ouch! And before I knew it, warm water running down my thighs. Must have felt warm and good inside that's why both my babies refused to come out earlier than edd. Was put on drip to quicken the whole process from dilating to contractions.
Wait lor.
Last minute decided to store the cord blood for didi as well, after listening to doc ho's explanation that it's a wrong impression that siblings can share their cord blood. The possibility of matching is only 25%. Ok. So this time round I pay for didi's cord blood storing since the daddy paid for manfred's the previous time.
Last minute decided to have epidural too. I was still contemplating abit but decided to just go ahead to have a not-so-painful delivery.
So Doc Chong arrived about 20-30min later after I decided to have epidural. Kept talking about food to me when he was performing the epidural shot. I was already soooo hungry! I knew he was trying to distract me. But once the shot went in, the cold stream shot through my back and spine. Woo! I asked him to give me minimal/lesser dosage as I still wanted to 'feel' didi coming out so that I could push. During manfred's time I couldn't feel anything down there, I wanted to cry. How to push, like that? So this time round, was really minimal. Maybe say I could still feel half the contraction pains. But still bearable.
Ok, wait again. For dilation to reach 10cm. For contraction to happen every 2-5 min.
And I could feel the pain coming more frequently to the point I needed to do the breathe-breathe-breathe exercise with the drowning face. The hubby was puzzled, why was I still in pain after epidural. He looked at the monitor and said only 30plus, not yet 90-100 leh. But the pain I felt was definitely in the 90-100. And I was right, the monitor thing at my tummy was off (not in good contact with my tummy) therefore contraction was not true to the number it displayed.
The nurse saw me suffering also thought it was quite funny to see me breathe breathe breathe after I took the epidural and so she suggested to increase the dosage to another 20%. Anyway the balance of the epidural will go to waste if I don't finish it. I took her advice. So she turned the knob and increased the dosage. Another cold stream ran through my spine. Woo!
Then I wanted to cry... I felt baby pushing his way out. But I couldn't push yet coz dilation has not reached 10cm. Ok, in layman's term, it's like u wan to lao-sai, already reached custom but u haven't reached the toilet. Simply explained. It was really 奔溃。No nurses were around and I really wanna PUSH!! I started tearing. The hubby rushed out to find help. Good. No one is in the ward, and I really wanted to push! What if I pushed and baby really came out?! I controlled hard my muscles NOT TO PUSH.
Shortly the nurse came in and checked my dilation. It was about 9cm! She and another nurse started to prepare for delivery! Lovely. And they asked me to practise pushing when I felt the urge to. When they saw the "crowning", they called in Doc Ho. In the meanwhile, I was already pushing and pushing. Every push was to my own cue as the contraction sensor was off. So the midwives couldn't cue me to push anymore. 就靠我自己了！
When doc ho came in, it was all ready for him to catch the baby. When he was putting on his gloves and apron, he saw that I was really pushing hard and then he asked me to stop coz he was not ready yet! I stopped for a while. And when I felt the urge, I pushed again. All in about 20min after doc Ho arrived, he asked me to stop pushing, baby wad already partially out. I opened my eyes, looked down and I gave out a loud scream! I saw my baby boy's head and shoulders! I cried aloud (again)! It was a relief. It was a joy. And it marked the end of my pregnancy, starting of my second time mummyhood.
This time round daddy tong din get to cut the umbilical cord as the cord was near didi's neck so doc ho cut it before it caused more complication. He didn't tell us when he saw, didn't want us to panick. Only told us when didi was out safely. I salute his professionalism. Given my delivery situations with manfred and didi, I would have into emergency c sect if I was with other gynae, I guessed.
And so Mitchell Tong was thrown in my arms, erm, nope, on my chest, still in his white gluey stuff. Keke. He didn't cry, until the nurse took him off me and he started screaming his lungs. Cried louder than his korkor. :) and longer.
Yay! This time round I could do skin to skin with didi! The previous round manfred needed to go to NICU so I couldn't do skin to skin to him. Anyway didi kept licking me the moment he was on me. So cute!!!
Actually I could do longer but the room was damn cold and I was afraid that he would be cold too. So I asked the nurse to put him back to the warmer.
My second love.
And so I realized, love can only be divided. It cannot be 1+1=2. Can only be 1/2. I don't know how equal I can love the boys, but I only know that I'm still adapting to having 2 loverboys. I guess manfred is also trying to adapt having a didi to share his parents with. There's gonna be abit of adjustment and adaptation going on here.
And I'm starting to miss being pregnant all over again.
