One night,
nine months later, I dreamt that I was bathing a baby. The baby was
sitting in a round tub and it said to me, “I’m ready” and started
giggling and laughing”. I woke up with a jolt. I looked at the clock. It
was 2.20 am. “I’m sure this is a sign”, I thought to myself.
Not long after that, I found out that I had conceived.
Preparation for
pregnancy and birth
I got
myself mentally, physically and emotionally prepared for childbirth. My
pregnancy was smooth without any complications and I felt confident
throughout the whole pregnancy. Many months prior to conception, I
started eating folic acid, said to reduce neural tube defects in babies.
As I was a vegetarian for the past eleven years, I continued on a
vegetarian diet together with vitamin supplements throughout my
pregnancy. I did prenatal yoga and qigong exercises. I also practiced
squatting down for 5 to 10 minutes several times a day as I planned to
squat while giving birth. I meditated and communicated with my unborn
child frequently. I listened to HypnoBirthing
CDs on Relaxation, Birth Rehearsal Imagery and Birthing Affirmations. I
reduced watching TV to five hours per week and minimized watching or
reading about negative incidents. I took care to manage my emotions and
to ensure that I was not stressed during the pregnancy. I did not watch
horror movies or violent movies, as I knew that the baby in-utero
could feel the mother’s emotions. Instead, I watched videos on natural
birthing, conscious birthing and read up on how hypnosis helps the
mother during labour and birth. I also read
up many books and articles on natural childbirth.
I had
switched to an obgyn who was supportive of
natural childbirth and who endorsed my two-page birth plan with 25
requests. Among my requests were for the cord to be clamped only after
it had stopped pulsating, no episiotomy, to have dim lights and soft
music in the room, to allow labour to take
its natural course, to assume labour
positions of choice, to use a birthing ball for
labour, and for the baby to be put onto my breast immediately
after birth and remain with me for the first hour. I went to three
obgyns before I found one who could agree to
my birth plans. All other doctors had never heard of such requests and
were afraid of lawsuits if something were to go wrong. I also declined
routine ultrasound as I read about its dangers. I only had one
ultrasound scan throughout my pregnancy. That was done at 9 weeks to
detect whether it was a normal or ectopic
pregnancy. I did not know the sex of the baby but had a strong feeling
that it was going to be a boy.
As I wanted my baby to be in the correct position, I took extra care to
be mindful of my posture at all times. I did not lie in a reclining mode
or lean back on the sofa. Instead, from 6 months onwards, I sat on a
birth ball, instead of sitting on a chair. It helped me get my baby in
the correct position. Sitting on a birth ball also helped to strengthen
my pelvic floor muscles. I loved bouncing on the birth ball as I sat at
my desk. I also visualized my baby in optimal birth position, with the
back of his head facing my spine, in a vertex (head down) position. That
was the easiest position for the baby to emerge.
My baby’s
estimated due date, 15th August came and went. Still the baby
was not out. Three days after the EDD, my doctor wanted to do a vaginal
examination to check if I was dilated but I declined, as I believed that
it did not serve any purpose. I felt that if the body and baby are
ready, dilation will happen naturally, and that there was no need to
rush things. My doctor told me that one of the options in a postdated
pregnancy was an induction, but he was comfortable with allowing me to
continue, as he knew my preference for a natural birth. Thus, I declined
a medical induction and tried natural induction methods instead. I did a
lot of walking, eating hot and spicy food and climbing stairs but the
baby decided not to come out yet.
Ten days
after the EDD, my doctor found that my cervix had still not dilated yet.
He suggested that I go for a non-stress test to
assess the baby’s condition. The Electronic Fetal Monitor was strapped
onto my belly for 45 minutes to monitor the baby’s heartbeat. The graph
came out alright and my doctor was comfortable with letting me go on.
I received
many calls and text messages from friends and relatives asking me
whether the baby had arrived yet. In the meantime, I communicated with
my unborn baby and told him that it was safe to come out into the world
as he has two loving parents who will be taking care of him and guiding
him on the correct path.
Thirteen days past my estimated due
date (EDD), my grandfather passed away.
My family members were busy with his funeral preparation. I attended his
funeral, which was held three days
later, on 30th August, 16 days after my EDD. I felt that
perhaps the baby had known about this and wanted to wait until it was
all over.
The first sign
At 4.00 pm
that evening, after the funeral, I noticed some amniotic fluid leakage,
albeit very little. At 7.00 pm, I lost my mucus plug. I was happy at
this new development and broke the news to my family, who were up in KL
for the funeral and also telephoned my husband at work. My mother, being
a jittery person, panicked and asked my father to send me to the
hospital. On the other hand, I refused as I did not feel any surges or
pain. While waiting for hubby to return home, family and I went out for
dinner. I was so relaxed that my parents were amazed. I packed dinner
for my husband. When he reached home an hour later, he wolfed down his
dinner in anticipation to rush me to the hospital. However, I said that
we could go later, as I didn’t feel any surges yet.
At 2.20
am, I awoke as the surges started coming in. I started to time them and
they were between three to ten minutes apart. I thought to myself,
“We’ll go in the morning, after hubby wakes up. I did not want to
disturb his sleep as he was very tired from his hectic work in the
office. It was 31st August, Merdeka
day, the Independence Day of
Malaysia. I thought “Wow, our baby will be a
Merdeka baby”.
We left
for hospital at 7.45 am. I had initially been concerned about the
traffic jams during peak hours. Believing in the Law of Attraction, I
wanted to attract a smooth trip to the hospital, without traffic jam.
Thus, several weeks before my birth, I had focused my mind on having a
smooth drive to the hospital. That was exactly what I got! The drive was
smooth and fast as it was a public holiday.
At 8.20 am,
I checked into the labour room. There was no need to be shaved and no
enema administered as it was stipulated in my birth plan and my doctor
did not practice such methods too. The moment I sat on the hospital bed,
my membrane released. The nurse assessed me and found that I was 2 cm
dilated. At 10.30 am, my doctor came and assessed me. My cervix was 3 cm
dilated. He said that I was making good progress. At 2.30 pm, I was at 4
cm.
As my
doctor me allowed me to eat and drink in the labour
room, I had breakfast, morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea as usual. My
appetite was not affected by being in labour
as I was very comfortable and relaxed. In fact, I had a very good
appetite and I felt that the little amount of hospital food was
insufficient.
A calm labour
I was calm
and relaxed throughout the labour. I played
calming relaxation music throughout the labour. I also listened to the
HypnoBirthing Birth Affirmations and Rainbow
Relaxation with my headphones. It helped me to tune in and focus on the
sensations of my body. I practiced mindfulness and mindfully focused on
the sensation of the surges as it came in waves. I did ‘slow breathing’
when my surges came up and ‘sleep breathing’ during the interim period.
Throughout my labour, I went to the toilet
naturally. There was no need to have a catheter inserted.
I also
brought my birth ball into the labour room. One nurse had never seen it
before and I explained to her how it helped. It worked with gravity to
help baby descend and increased blood flow to the uterus, placenta and
baby and increased the pelvic outlet. As I had requested only
intermittent monitoring on the electronic fetal monitor, I was free to
walk about the room and sit on the birth ball or chair to labour. Most
of the time, I laboured in an upright
position as it was more comfortable as compared to lying down on my
back. My husband also did light touch massage on me to increase the
body’s natural endorphins. Endorphins are feel good hormones and are the
body’s natural pain killers. In the next room, I heard loud voices
shouting “Push! Push!” and a woman screaming her
lungs out. I was concerned and wondered, “Does birthing have to
be like that?” It sounded very much like a marketplace.
At 9.00 pm,
my cervix was 7 cm dilated. The nurse said, “You are the only one left.
All other mothers have given birth to Merdeka
babies”. I thought to myself, “The baby can take as long as he wants. It
doesn’t matter if he doesn’t come out today”. I decided to take it easy
and not rush things. I believed that a person’s character and destiny in
life depended on his/her date of birth. I did not want to interfere with
my baby's astrological birth date.
At 4.30 am
the next morning, 1st September 2006, my doctor came and
assessed me and found me still 7 cm dilated, no improvement from the
night before. He suggested that I go on pitocin
drip to increase the surges. He said that he was concerned because by
morning it would be 24 hours since my membrane released, that there was
a risk of bacterial infection and he was reluctant to put me on
antibiotics. He asked me to think about it. He asked the nurses to put
me lying on my side in hopes that the labour would progress faster.
However, when I was made to lie on my side,
the baby’s heartbeat dropped. I was put on my back again at a 45 degree
angle. The nurses then strapped the electronic fetal monitor on me
constantly this time to monitor the baby’s heartbeat. Luckily, the
baby’s heartbeat returned to normal after around 15 minutes.
It was now
10.00 am and my cervix was still 7 cm dilated. The labour seemed to have
stalled for 13 hours already. My doctor was very concerned and
recommended either to put me on pitocin drip
or go for a caesarean. In the end, I agreed to
pitocin for the sake of the baby. Ten minutes later, the nurses
started me on pitocin drip. After that,
everything seemed to happen so fast. My surges were stronger and coming
every 3 minutes. I was mentally following the surges of my body which
came and went in waves. Before long, I felt the urge to push. The nurse
assessed me and found that I was already at 10 cm. She told the nurses
to prepare the room and called the doctor.
I did
‘birth breathing’ at that point in time and it helped me to stay calm
despite the intensity. I did not have any pain medications or epidural.
I only used nitrous oxide (gas) whenever there were surges, to help
relief some of the discomfort. However, I found that breathing using the
gas mask was quite uncomfortable and later stopped using it. It reminded
me of the time when I went scuba diving and had to wear a dive mask and
breathe using a regulator.
The doctor
asked the nurses whether they had read my birth plan and proceeded to
brief them about it. He told them to whisper when talking and not shout
at me to push. He dimmed the lights in the labour room and turned up the
volume of my relaxation music. I could sense that there were a number of
nurses in the room. I was appreciative that they were speaking in low
tones and whispering most of the time.
The birth
I found it
difficult to push when I was lying down on my back. “I want to squat,” I
said to the doctor. He got the nurse to hold me on one side and my
husband on the other side on the bed. “It’s hard to balance. I want to
squat on the floor”, I said. I did a supported squat, with my husband
supporting me. I was already crowning at that stage. He brought a mirror
for my husband to watch the baby crowning. I felt the baby’s head at my
perineum. Another few surges and the baby was
out in a jiffy. The whole head, body and legs came tumbling out. It was
1.16 pm. The baby was covered in meconium.
The nurses started to suction the fluid from his mouth and nose. I
looked at the baby and exclaimed, “It’s a boy!” My intuition was
correct. After that my doctor asked the nurse to wrap my baby and handed
my baby to me to latch onto my breast. After that the placenta was out.
The doctor
said that it was time to cut the cord. “Has it stopped pulsating?” I
asked. He said “Yes. It has stopped pulsating”. He pressed it to show
me. It seemed rather thick. It was white as the blood had completely
drained from it. He asked my husband to cut the cord. It was not so easy
to cut the cord as the cord was thick and rubbery. The nurses then
quickly extracted the cord blood for routine blood testing.
As I had
chosen not to have episiotomy, I had some first degree tears and was
stitched up soon after. A nurse wanted to take the baby to be weighed
and tagged. I requested for her to take him later. I had two hours with
my baby on my breast for bonding and breastfeeding. He seemed very alert
and peaceful. Later, the nurse came back and took the baby to be weighed
and tagged. He was bathed much later. My hubby started
sms-ing relatives and friends the good news.
I was very hungry and started eating voraciously some buns that my hubby
brought. My digestive system was not at all impaired by the
labour.
My birth
was a miracle. At 17 days late and 35 hours of labour, it was a miracle
that I had a natural birth, especially in a developing country like
Malaysia. If not for HypnoBirthing, I
would not have been so confident, relaxed and comfortable throughout the
labour and would probably have succumbed to
induction and caesarean. HypnoBirthing
helped me manage the pain without chemical painkillers. A lot of my
positive birth experience also went to my doctor who went out of his way
to adhere closely to my birth plans. Any other
obgyn in the country would have administered a caesarean on me.
Hats off to HypnoBirthing and my doctor who
supports natural birth!