Finally born
At 11:22 p.m. on October 7, 2023, the child was born, a boy, a huge child, eight pounds and two taels, two taels heavier than estimated.
At this moment, it is six days past the due date. At this moment, I am also glad that I chose to have a caesarean section at that time.
I was pushed out of the operating room around half past twelve, shivering and shaking, and then I saw my family, my mother, and my sister.
I remember asking at the time, is the child ugly? My sister said it was cute, and then the family showed me pictures of the child.
It was the first time I had seen a child, and then I was still groggy as I was pushed into the room and carried to the bed.
At this moment, I didn't feel much pain, and I took it for granted that a caesarean section was nothing more than that.
Of course, I later found out that I underestimated it.
The pain of a caesarean section is just beginning after the surgery!
Various pains after a caesarean section
On the first day after the surgery, I was lying in a hospital bed with various drips on my hands and an analgesic pump on my body.
The doctor instructed him not to drink water or eat for 6 hours.
I didn't eat that morning, and I didn't drink a little millet porridge until about six o'clock in the evening.
It's been 24 hours since my last meal, but strangely enough, I'm not very hungry.
I finally finished the last bottle of intravenous drip that night, and I thought that the nurse would pull out the indwelling needle in my hand, but I was so loose and relaxed, but no, I still had the indwelling needle in my hand.
Said that the next day will be good and continue to inject intravenous drips.
To be honest, I've never had a drip for as long as I can remember, so I'm naturally very new to this series of operations.
On the first night of surgery, I slept like this, accompanied by my husband and mother-in-law at night.
Since we were in a single room with two beds, my mother-in-law slept in the other bed, my husband slept on the floor, and the kids slept in the car between me and my mother-in-law.
Because I had a urinary catheter, my mother-in-law and husband had to pour the urine bag for me every hour and a half.
Of course, they are also responsible for taking care of the baby at night.
At this moment, I still don't know what I'm going to face the next day.
The long night passed like this, and I had mixed feelings this night.
Looking at the baby in front of me, I can't believe that I can be so strong and have become a mother, all of this is like a dream, and my heart is undoubtedly happy and joyful.
But after all, I also had such a major operation, and the pain of my body was inevitable.
Maybe I was too excited, too happy, and I forgot all about the pain of having a caesarean section at home.
The next day, the doctor came to check on the ward and said that I could remove the urinary tube after the intravenous drip this afternoon, and I would get out of bed and walk around after the removal.
At about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, I finally finished the drip, and my family reminded me to get out of bed and move, I tried several times, but I couldn't get out of bed at all, especially the roots of my thighs on both sides hurt very badly.
It was the kind of pain I couldn't bear, and I was crying.
Later, my family had no choice but to see me in such pain, so they had to compromise temporarily.
And my mother-in-law has been persuading me to let me come down for activities, to be honest, I am very annoyed, I feel that she does not have back pain when she stands and talks, and she can't feel my pain at all.
That's how I got out of bed and the activity failed!
I thought I could escape the next day's bedriding, but at five o'clock in the afternoon, the doctor came again and urged me to get out of bed again.
I told her about my condition and said that the root of my thigh hurt so badly that it felt like it was going to crack.
Later, I spent more than 200 yuan to do an urgent color ultrasound, and the outpatient clinic was off work at this moment.
20 days after the wound
The ultrasound results showed that there was no problem with my legs, and then I finally got out of bed with the help of the doctor, my mother-in-law and my husband, and when I got out of bed, I cried again, feeling that the wound was going to crack, and I felt that my thigh was going to crack.
It's a pain that only those who have felt it can experience.
In this way, in the pain and persistence, my road to getting out of bed became smoother and smoother, but I faced stomach pain and lactation pain, especially the lactation pain was no less than the pain of getting out of bed.
I was discharged from the hospital at noon on October 11, 2023!
Go home for confinement
For the first ten days after returning home, I still couldn't get out of bed on my own, and every time I had to wrap my arms around my family's neck to get out of bed, and because my family members took care of me meticulously, the first few days of confinement were painful but not so embarrassing.
Later, my family members recovered better and better, and I was able to go to bed and go to the toilet by myself, and my family members also went to work in other places.
My mother-in-law and I became partners, partners in taking care of the baby, and we also became bed partners, sleeping in the same bed.
It was very awkward to sleep together, and later because of many different parenting concepts, there were also some contradictions or gaps.
She asked the baby to use diapers, and I wanted the baby to use diapers; She often feeds the baby water, and I insist that the doctor said that there is no need to give the child extra water and so on.
We weren't willing to compromise with each other, or she compromised, but obviously with some emotion, so we didn't have a lot of fun.
Here I want to say, mother-in-law is really not a mother, you can talk about it as much as you want, if you can, I don't want to live with my in-laws, after all, the two generations really have many different concepts, and their living habits are also different.