It took ten years for memories of my first birth to fade from memory. Before that, I was numb at the thought that I could be pregnant again and give birth in such conditions and atmosphere. If I had known how my second birth would go, I wouldn't have delayed the decision about the second child so long - says Małgosia with a smile.
The panic fear ofchildbirthwas caused not only by the pain, although it was really unbearable and lasted several hours. First of all, I felt mentally ill, because I was alone, not having any friendly or at least a bit kind person next to me.
First birth - lonely and traumatic
When I was in the delivery room and askedthe midwifeto call Darek, she replied in a gruff tone that there is no such possibility, the hospital is not a phone booth and you absolutely cannot connect with external numbers. So I was left alone with a large group of students who watched me like a guinea pig. In addition, the doctor on duty was very rude and rude, telling me nothing about the progress of the labor and what was going on. One can only imagine my fear when I saw how, after several hours, without a word of explanation, ticks were prepared. Fortunately, Paulinka was born safe and sound, without any medical interference, but the loneliness and atmosphere during this event meant that I couldn't forget him for a long time.
Trying for a second pregnancy
However, time healed wounds, tiny Paulinka became a beautiful ten-year-old girl, and in me the desire to mummy and the longing for a small, warm baby was awakened again. I decided that before I was 30 I had to become a mother again. It turned out that the path from resolution to conception is not so easy. For several months, the magic second line did not appear and the nextpregnancy testsended up in the trash can. I don't remember how many of them I have made, but I do remember hoping to keep an eye out for that other strip, which has long refused to show up. Until one afternoon in April. After returning from work, my husband and I went to the pharmacy, I took a test and … we went crazy with joy. Unfortunately, the long May weekend was approaching and we could not go to the doctor who would confirm this joyful news to us. Kind ofit's almost 100 percent. certainty, but it is always "almost". Until the visit to the doctor, we decided not to tell anyone. Our plan, however, fell into ruin when a few days later my friends in Masuria tried to host me with stronger drinks. No arguments helped, in the end I had to say that we were expecting a baby. In this way our unborn child became the "target" of the countless toasts that were raised throughout the evening. Our Paulina enjoyed the most, because it meant the end of loneliness for her. Since then, she has been stroking her belly regularly and reading fairy tales to Stas.
Well-being in the second pregnancy
I endured pregnancy well, I went to work until the eighth month and I felt great. The tip was a bit nervous as my blood pressure started to jump, I went to the hospital in the pathology ward, where everything normalized after a few days. From then on, I went to a nearby hospital for a CTG check-up every two days. And here, unfortunately, sometimes unpleasant surprises happened to me. One time after the examination, I was informed that I would have to stay in the hospital as the baby's heartbeat was almost imperceptible. I was terribly scared! A moment later the examination was repeated and then it turned out that the apparatus used for the examination was broken. And all this time, my darkest thoughts were rattling in my head … During my frequent visits, I also got used to queuing for the examination, but one day I thought that I would go out of my way - I waited in the waiting room for KTG for eight hours! You'd think I had a full-time hospital job… Except for these hospital incidents, everything was great. From the beginning, we wanted to know the baby's gender, because we dreamed a lot about a brother for Paulinka - it's nice to have two children of different sexes. When, after the ultrasound, I found out that there would be a boy, Darek came to work with me with a bouquet of flowers. He was radiant with happiness!
Preparations for the birth of the second child
Already in the fourth month of pregnancy, I got the "nesting syndrome" and we started a general renovation of the apartment. I am a person who will not sit still for a moment, so even when the heat was teasing, I did not spare myself too much, I rolled up my sleeves and helped as much as I could. I wanted so much everything to be buttoned up when we welcome Staś to the world. After the renovation, which lasted several weeks, we did not enjoy the renovated apartment for too long. Two months before the birth, dirty, boiling water sprayed from the kitchen radiators under tremendous pressure, flooding almost the entire apartment. Our heavy onemany weeks of work were in vain - the water destroyed the floors, stained the walls. Instead of dealing with the last corrections and setting up furniture for Staś, we rolled up our sleeves for the second time and went to work. It's just that this time we didn't make it ahead of time …
Memorable day of childbirth
I started experiencing the first contractions the night before the doctor's appointment. They were not very painful, so I wandered around the bed a bit, walked around the apartment and still managed to fall asleep. It turned out, however, that these were not, unfortunately, temporary contractions. From the morning they showed themselves, but as long as they appeared irregularly, I tried not to worry about them. It is true that my mother, looking at me anxiously, from time to time insistently persuaded me that it was probably time to go to the hospital, but remembering my experiences from my previous birth, I gritted my teeth and tried to do something. I made a decision to cook dinner, and maybe because it was accompanied by such special circumstances, I will remember its ingredients for a long time. I baked a chicken breast, which I served with potatoes and Chinese cabbage salad. I remember it clearly because I didn't make it … The contractions became regular and happened every seven minutes. I called my husband, took a bath and waited for him. When Darek arrived, I had contractions every three minutes and getting to the car turned out to be a real problem as I had to stop with each contraction. In this situation, we had no choice when it comes to the hospital - we went to the one that was closest. Luckily for all of us, it's only a few minutes away.
Delivery in 10 minutes
It was January 2, 2007, 4:20 pm when we passed the hospital gate. Since then, everything has happened at a dizzying pace. At the emergency room, I was referred for an examination, during which my amniotic fluid broke. The pain worsened, it seemed unbearable. Fortunately, from the beginning, I was clinging to the thought that I would have an epidural and, as I had planned throughout my pregnancy, I asked for it at this point. The doctor looked at me surprised: "What anesthesia? We have an opening of seven centimeters. You will be born any minute! ”. We filled out all the documents in a great hurry. Darek ran quickly for the apron and suddenly I found out that there would be no bed for me … I stood there with the running water, terrified of the vision of a childbirth without anesthesia, recalling my last experiences in the delivery room. Fortunately, it soon turned out that the bed was found. The future midwife examined me, looked at me with a smile and … ordered me to push. BehindOn the third push, at 4:45 PM, Stas was born. From the moment we hit the delivery room, everything took only ten minutes! I didn't even have time to get tired and in my wildest dreams I could not imagine giving birth to such a short time. I am also unable to describe this happiness when they put Stas on my stomach - tears started flowing immediately from my eyes.
Childbirth - family only
We do not plan to enlarge the family anymore, but if another young person happened to us, I cannot imagine giving birth without Darek. Now, in retrospect, I know how important the presence of a loved one is. And it's not about that person doing some amazing things - just knowing that you have someone next to you is enough. And this is happiness right after the birth, which can be seen in my father's eyes … We were not even bothered by the fact that Staś's first apartment was not our apartment, which we renovated a few months in total, and the in-laws' apartment where we spent the first two weeks. It didn't bother me at all that there was no room for me in the postnatal ward and after a few hours of efforts, my bed was pushed as an extra one into a small hospital room. And if I had known that this was what my birth would be like, I would undoubtedly not have waited so many years for this happiness! I wish every woman such a short stay in the delivery room!
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