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My experience of a smooth birth at an advanced age is the pride of my life

author:Mango Baby 2008

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I was thirty-six years old when I had a baby. Whether in the folk or in the textbooks, I am a proper elderly mother.

At that time, women chose caesarean sections in particular. Some are afraid of pain, some are recommended by doctors. But I read in the book that natural childbirth is better for both the mother and the child, and I wish I could have a smooth birth. I have seen many descriptions of unbearable birth pain, and I know that many women who are unable to bear the pain and finally choose to have a caesarean section. It bothers me a lot. Because I am a very afraid of pain. However, I especially hope that I can give birth naturally. Until the due date, I was still weighing it over and over again.

My experience of a smooth birth at an advanced age is the pride of my life

I was admitted to one of the largest hospitals in the city. When the attending doctor asked me what I needed to do with the method of delivery, I said without thinking, I want to have a smooth delivery. Then I was very nervous, afraid that the doctor would reject me because of my advanced age. Fortunately, the doctor's reaction was very calm, saying that he would do the examination first, and if the conditions allowed, he could choose to have a smooth delivery. My heart finally let go a little.

In the same ward was a young woman of twenty-one years old, with a round face, who seemed to me to be a child. The mother-in-law who accompanied her told me she was forty-five years old and showed me a picture of her five-year-old granddaughter. In the evening, her son, the husband of this young woman, an eighteen-year-old boy

After various prenatal examinations such as blood collection and B ultrasound electrocardiogram, the doctor told me that I could consider a normal birth. Since I had passed the due date and had not yet given birth, I began to be given an induction injection. The inducing injection was injected for three days, and there was still no movement in the stomach. The doctor asked me to do another B ultrasound to see the amniotic fluid. The ultrasound doctor examined it for a little longer, and then told me that the child's legs could not be seen, it may be that the child is too big, which does not mean that the child has a problem.

At this time, I was actually a little anxious, after all, I had never had a child, and I didn't know what to do next.

The next day, the doctor said he would give me a medicine called Miso to induce labor, and asked for my opinion. My husband and I looked up the drug online and worried about the risks of using it. The doctor said that only one eighth of a piece at a time, such a small dose is no problem. We agreed to the doctor's advice and started on Miso.

After the first time I finished taking the medicine, the doctor told me to go back again at 4 p.m. However, at twelve o'clock in the afternoon, I began to have stomach pains, one pain at a time or so, and after a while it would hurt again. In fact, this is the birth pain is a sign of childbirth. But I had no experience and didn't realize that the pain of childbirth that I was afraid and expecting had come. But the pain at this time is still bearable.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the doctor had already left work, and I went to the doctor on duty to take medicine. The doctor asked me how I felt and I said I had been in pain all afternoon. As soon as the doctor heard it, he said, then don't need to take the medicine anymore, go to the delivery room.

I came to the delivery room and told me about my situation, and by this time I was already in sudden pain at any moment, and it was getting more and more unbearable. The midwife told me that I could not leave the delivery room now. And immediately let me lie down on the bed and start the examination.

The result of the examination was that I had opened four to five fingers, but the amniotic fluid had not yet broke. The midwife said to artificially break the amniotic fluid. I took a gadget and soon the amniotic fluid wet the toilet paper under me.

Then I started waiting in this bed. The pain came in bursts, just as the textbook said, each time was shorter than the interval, and the pain was more than the other. Years later, I can't remember exactly how much it hurt, but every time the shock hurts, it seems like a powerful tide tugging at my spine.

I've been struggling with pain and don't know how long it has been. Looking back, at least nine hours. By the time I officially started giving birth, it was already early the next morning. I was the only woman in the delivery room that day, and two midwives on duty accompanied me. They regularly measured my heart rate and blood pressure.

The mouth of the palace finally opened to ten fingers wide. I was helped to a delivery bed by a midwife. The midwife made me breathe hard. I exhaled desperately and inhaled. But because I didn't understand the essentials at all, I couldn't exert my strength at all. Then the midwife told me that you need to breathe in a line in the tracheal abdomen to get stronger. I understood at once, so I began to inhale and exhale seriously, feeling smooth at once.

After a while, the midwife said that the child's head had been seen, and I didn't know how long to wait. The midwife told me that the ultrasound showed that the child's head was 9.9 centimeters, and that a side cut should be made. I asked, is it anesthetic? Answer, fight. I said yes. After the anesthesia, a midwife stood beside me with his hand on my stomach and another midwife standing across from me. The midwife next to me said, OK, let's do it again, and the baby will come out. I didn't understand the midwife's words at the time. Then the midwife exhaled to me, then pressed his hand on my stomach and the baby was born. I was surprised, compared to the previous progress, I thought it would be a while.

The midwife standing across from me reported the baby to the side scrubbing, suctioning, and measuring height and weight. She let out an "Oops" and asked the midwife next to me, guess what? Four thousand one hundred and five, eight pounds three two. The midwife next to me said, know that a child is so big, it can't make you have a smooth delivery. I know that eight pounds is already a huge child. At the time of my prenatal examination, I calculated that the fetus in my body was six pounds and eight twos through the height of the uterus and abdominal circumference.

My experience of a smooth birth at an advanced age is the pride of my life

The next day, the entire obstetrics doctor, nurse, pregnant woman and family knew that a thirty-six-year-old woman had given birth to a girl of eight pounds and three twos. Several elderly maternal families came to me to find out what was going on. A few nurses were talking at my door and said that it seemed that perseverance could indeed accomplish anything.

I stayed in the hospital for another three days. The few women who had consulted me were not very old enough to go into the delivery room one after another, and finally they all chose to have a caesarean section. Three days later I got home with a fat doll over eight pounds. In the days that followed, when I talked about my smooth birth experience, I was always greeted with amazement again and again.

My daughter is smart, healthy, lively and lovely. My belly is still the same as before, without leaving any scars and legendary stretch marks.

In life, I am by no means a brave person. But people say that motherhood is rigidity. For the sake of my children, I chose to face the pain and fear of the unknown. Although having a child is just a very ordinary thing in the eyes of ordinary people. But for me, I bravely faced and overcame difficulties that I had been completely afraid to face before. So, I think that's something I can be proud of for the rest of my life.