My delivery story

During my pregnancy time, I'm one of those people who wanted to have a normal delivery for my baby. My husband and I went for the pre-natal course, and they taught us various techniques of exercise to do prior to the delivery day. Honestly, I did follow the steps they taught us probably for a few days then I stop. I'm just too lazy and my belly is too huge so I couldn't be bothered to do it, excuses after excuses, which I now regret. Everyday, I'll tell myself I'll do it next week, after all, it's still a long wait, weeks turn to months and that day finally came. I was like 'Uh Oh!', too late. So, for you ladies out there who is still pregnant, remember to do your exercise, you have to find a way to motivate yourself, having a supportive husband is a plus.
I find that my delivery story is somewhat funny. It was New Year's Eve, and like every year, my dad will have free tickets for New Year's Eve Dinner Buffet at Shangrila. I consider myself one of those lucky preggers who're able to eat anything they want without any problem. I probably eat too much that night that my water just broke. But I didn't feel any pain, we went to the hospital anyway to check in. The nurses ask me whether I feel any contraction, and I ask her back 'What does contraction feels like?' so the answer is obviously no. The private hospital I went to has a nice single room with a plasma TV and a private bathroom. I wish I've taken a shower that night because the day after the delivery, I can't even wash my hair (due to confinement). I was waiting anxiously until finally I felt my contraction, it was slow at first, then it becomes more frequent and painful to the point I can't even stand and need my hubby AND the nurse to massage my back to relieve the pain. I can't describe the pain, it was everywhere from my hip to my tummy. At that moment, I felt really blessed to have a supportive and caring husband by my side until the moment I gave birth. After 8 agonising hours of pain, my doctor finally came to check on me again and he told me 'Only 3cm', that means 7 more cm to go. According to him, it usually takes 1 hour for the pelvic to open for 1cm, and in my case it takes longer because my contraction is not frequent (every 3-5minutes). He give me two option, to wait or to arrange for surgery, I decided to wait another 4 hours. He came again after 4 hours and check on me, it remain 3cm, which means either induce labor (which means to wait another 6 more hours of excruciating pain) or surgery. My hubby who can't stand to see the pain I'm enduring, beg me to go c-section. After we decided for surgery, I've to wait another hour for the operating theater to be available. That one hour is the longest one hour I ever felt, the pain is worst than the pain I felt the past 12hours, every minute I ask my hubby where's the doctor, where's the nurse, omg, I can't do this anymore I tell him. Finally they prepare me for delivery, and my hubby who is as scared as I was, hold my hand through the process. And finally we heard our little prince cry, and from that moment on, I forgot about the pain I felt before and all I felt is pure happiness. Nothing in this world can describe the pain I felt, but if I was to relive the process all over again for my baby, I would do it ten times more if I have to.
It was New Year's day, and the happiest day of our life. From that day on... our life begins a new and exciting chapter with our bundle of joy.