I had a difficult time from the moment I felt false labor midway to my 35th week until I finally delivered Dindin via C-Section on the 37th week. I had endured so much trauma and was on so much sedatives that while other CS mothers were required to get up and see their babies at the nursing station after 6 hours after delivery, I was allowed to sleep for 24 hours straight. But since I gave birth around 10pm, I did not wake up at the same time the following night but instead slept in for another 10 hours or so to wake up around 8am the third day.
So in short, I have not seen Dindin for about 34 hours since she came into this world. And I was not even aware when she came out. I never heard her cries. I was sedated. I could not even remember my well-wishers 2 days after Dindin’s delivery.
That is why when I was allowed to get up, I asked my husband to take me to the breastfeeding station–dextrose, catheter, and all. When I got there, I requested for my baby, so the nurse got her for me. When she handed Dindin to me, I was having difficulty because of the tubes attached to me. And I was still in so much pain. But when I saw the tiny chinita baby wrapped in white cloth diaper, I cried so hard with tears of joy and thanksgiving to the Lord for bringing her into this world. So the nurse said that maybe I should wait first before I can already feel the urge to pee so that my catheter can be removed and then I can just come back again.
But because she saw me crying, she was sympathetic and held Dindin near me so that I can kiss her. The nurse also tried to reassure me that I can just come back anytime when my catheter is already removed. Sigh…the first time that I held my daughter in my arms and it was not even a minute!
So when I went back to my ward, I focused on feeling the urge to pee. Then I told the nurse that yes, I have that urge and that they can already remove my catheter. I am not sure if this was real or I was just imagining this situation because in my mind, I just wanted to see my baby. I thought, Dindin needed me. She needed to be breastfed, to be held in Mama’s arms, and to hear Mama’s voice to say that everything is alright. That was my moving point. The catheter was removed while I was standing up because I was already restless. I endured the pain but when it was removed, I almost fainted because the pain almost took my breath away.
Well, these are things that a mom would do for her child. 😀
This is in answer to the question posted by Momma Finally: What is your most memorable moment as a mother?