mariam’s labor story: a hormonal start
April 12, 2015Ok so it’s time to blog about Mariam’s delivery before I have a third child. Haha.
(You can read about Daniel’s delivery here – Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)
My labor this second time around was so similar to Daniel. I was induced in the middle of the night, and I gave birth at 2.30pm. Same for both Daniel and Mariam! And I also had to be induced twice, just like with Daniel, because my cervix did not open with the first induction. Seriously man… my cervix is so stubborn! But not all were the same. This time, I was more drugged, more hormonal and I was crying a lot.
So this is how it went:
11pm:
Check in to “my hotel room”, unpacked while humming some happy song (no such humming happy songs happened when contractions started to come!), la la la, had so much fun with Dean laughing and stuff, took some flatlays and other pics for instagram. You know, priorities.
My last outfit as a pregnant woman.
CardiganΒ and skants from FV BASICS (comes in 3 colours, from XS to XL).Β
Midnight:
Asma’ arrived to accompany me so Dean went out to get KFC for all of us. Toots wanted to come too but the whole month her work project took over her life, like seriously I felt bad for her! Ok back to my KFC. The fried chicken was super awesome, I had TWO iced milo’s (go big or go home…) but the lady forgot the extra gravy for my whipped potato. I was yakking on that for minutes when the nurse interrupted me.
“Hi Madam, are you ready for the butt medicine?” while holding a tray of that scary syringe with the liquid. She didn’t actually say butt medicine, but who cares what the scientific name is. Medicine, up your butt = butt medicine.
No need to explain, you know what happens.
My husband still loves me despite it all, thank God.
1 am:Β
“Hi Madam, are you ready for your induction?”
I mean seriously, she’s so polite but I was so annoyed with her cheerful questions. No one’s ready for pain, ok!?!! Stop asking and just tell me it’s time.
“Yes thank you,” I said dryly as I spread my legs reluctantly. She inserted the pill and monitored me with that CTG scan thingy the whole night.
Bismillah…
2 am:
Dean was asleep on the cramped sofa next to me, and I smiled looking at him. It might have been the drugs but I wanted to go there and kiss him thinking how lucky I am to have such a supportive and loving husband. (A few hours later, I hated him and told him all this was his fault.)
Daniel slept with his grandma and she sent us a photo of him sleeping. I looked at it again. I cried because I really missed him and he looked so sad that I just wanted to tell him Mommy loves him. I just wanted to cuddle him at that time and I needed him in my arms. I need him, I told Dean earlier before he slept. And Dean hugged me because I know he felt the same way too.
My phone beeped with a message from my dad. He was overseas at that time, so I read his earlier messages to me that day.
“All the best to my sweetheart. My prayers are always with you. Daddy is always with you, my brave girl,” he sent with an old picture of him kissing my forehead.
Cried some more.
I read the same Quran that I took with me during Daniel’s delivery. Over and over again, I read the Yasin since I felt that was most comforting at the time.
I went to sleep sending telephatic messages to my cervix.
“Please be open when I wake up, please be open when I wake up.”
6 am:
“WHY IS IT NOT OPEN YET?!! WHY IS IT SO STUBBORN?!” I wailed to Dean after the nurse checked my dilation and it was at 0 cm. She told me another induction pill will be inserted at 8 am. Same story as Daniel’s delivery.
Dean and I prayed Subuh together. That was my last prayer as a pregnant woman. The doa was extra long, I cried asking God to forgive my sins and that if anything happened to me, please have mercy on me and protect me from his Hellfire. I was crying and crying. I mean, you really think about God when you’re helpless and you realise you can’t control what happens. You realise how small you are and you will beg Him to grant you mercy.
8 am:
Doctor came to check me. Inserted another induction pill inside me.
9 am:Β
I was dancing around the hospital bed, around the toilet, around the living room, you name it!
This time, the pain was more than Daniel’s. The contractions had come and I was tugging on Dean for comfort.
“Tulah…. kena selalu ingat jangan lawan your mother. Mothers go through a lot of pain giving birth,” my mom says casually from the couch while chomping on the bread she brought for me.
I gave her an annoyed stare while bending down in pain.
THIS IS NOT THE TIME, MOTHER!
10 am:
I was so sure I was at least 6 cm by then. I mean, the pain… fuh.
Nurse came to check dilation.
I was at 1 cm.
I’m pretty sure they wanted to laugh at me, but I didn’t care.
“Please Nurse, can I have the epidural now?”
And so they wheeled me into the labour ward.
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Kids are awake. I have to go! But see, already so much crying in the beginning of my labour. Wait till I tell you about the screaming woman in the labour room….
Vivy, sorry can’t help but to laugh. You are so funny.
Can’t wait for the sambungan..
Kisses to Daniel & Mariam <3
OMG!!! lama i tunggu labour story hee. love u vivy
OMG!!! tak sabar tunggu sambungan
Cant wait for the sambungan! Your mom’s part is soooo funny hahaha. Hugs and kisses to Daniel and Mariam π
I am telling this bcos i love u v . I think you should take down the first pic . I can see you aurat
Ur dad’s part is soooooooooo emotional one.
Okay, I cried…
Vivy darling,finally the story came out.I love to read ur blog so much.esp about daniel and mariam.ur daniel born on july.my haziq on june.then,ten days after gave birth to my daniel,ur mariam came out.they’re february babies.the conclusion is,our kids had a same age.heheh.can’t wait to hear u screammmmmm..
Yeay finalyy!can’t wait for the next part
Yeay finally!can’t wait for the next part
I laughed and almost cried at the same time
can’t wait for the next part V. love it. full of emotions and yet funny π
hahaha..Daniel so comel
This is in response to A’s comment about aurat, and to others that comment on related matters. Please start exercising critical thinking and analyse things before you say them. Question what a word – in this case, ‘aurat’ means – not just blindly adopt a statement about it because its in a sunnah or hadith. Learn the history behind it. And realise that even though there may be a sentence on a certain topic, there were not subcategories providing for every single circumstance that may or may not happen. E.g: Option A. If one strand of hair is showing, aurat is not considered to be shown. Option B. If two strands of hair are showing, aurat is not considered to be shown. Option C. I three strands of hair are showing, aurat is considered to be shown.
It is absolutely ridiculous that a strand of hair equates to aurat or is a sin. Do you SERIOUSLY believe that a strand of hair or shadow of it is an ‘intimate part?’
Think and apply to the facts logically. This is a woman, who was in labour. Who took the time to blank out her face. And the ‘advice’ is to remove said picture because there’s a shadow, possibly a wisp of hair that may or may not be seen? For goodness sake people, Islam is not about being mindless unintelligible goats….Islam used to be the forefront of science, astrology and technology. Read! Learn! Most of all, THINK. It saddens me how much we have digressed as a community and society and become so extremely…basic in our thought-process.
As for Vivy – Good on you. You’ve made all the efforts to share your labour story with your readers while adhering to your interpretation of Islam (I say this because there are many countries and societies who practice Islam in different ways, none of which are better or more right than others). You’ve taken steps and there is nothing in that that can be considered a sin. Your intention is genuine and pure.
Congrats on your lovely Mariam!
hahah! you can tell from the tone of the blog post that you’re rushing this. but it makes us soo eager to read more.
You realllllly have the cutest son V! Just look at that faceeeeeeee!! Seriously, any Daniel fan club i can sign up to? Hehe ok stop the suspense already, cepat continue! P/s: ITA with Sasha from above
Totally agree with Sasha. Duh, i’m straining my eyes to see where is that wisp of hair wherever!! My god, that person is really studying the picture in great detail. I’m sure Vivy tries her best in covering her modesty. Likewise to all the other girls out there who cover their aurah. Be logical, people. If a person wears an inner scarf which is black in color but in a photo actually LOOKS a little bit like who knows like it could be you know possibly a little wisp of hair?? My goodness.
Congratulations on your baby girl Vivy dear. Wishing you all the best!
ahaha waiting for the 2nd episode of the cliffhanger to your story! as always, ever so entertaining and funny la you! ahhaa
ps: squish daniel boleh?!
Replying to Sasha’s comment. ‘A’ wasn’t referring to this picture. The previous picture uploaded was like what ‘A’ said, aurat. I won’t mention which part but the thing is Vivy has already re-uploaded the picture after editing it properly. Let’s not judge too quickly.
And of course I am saying this cause I saw the picture before the re-upload and I would have said the same thing as ‘A’ if I wasn’t sneaking during my office hours to read proudduck.
You’re so funny .. seriously ! And Daniel looks so cute with his innocent face…
That very cute description of you and your mom’s exchange.. aih. I love you lah, Vivy. You’re always so funny regardless of the situation you face <3