# What is the experience of giving birth # Besides the pain, what are the unforgettable things?

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I was pregnant in October, thinking that the moment of unloading was the most difficult and unforgettable. Actually, it's not. There is a long and arduous pregnancy in the upper reaches and a month full of conditions in the lower reaches. Any part of the pregnancy is full of waves, which can make people feel desperate [covering their faces]

A smooth pregnancy and an awkward ending

Because I am a second child, I have always been very calm in the face of various reactions during pregnancy and welcoming various examinations. Fortunately, Erbi is also more cooperative, and we are all in peace for more than half of the pregnancy. However, how can Erer be willing to be exactly like his brother?

After 34 weeks of pregnancy check-up, I was told that my contractions were severe and I had to stay in bed to protect my baby. In order to give birth to a strong 22, I followed the doctor's advice, took the medicine, took a leave, called my mother, and stayed in bed wholeheartedly to protect the fetus. Those days were really cool except for worrying about premature birth. Every day, I lie down, brush my mobile phone and watch TV. I am not afraid of being fat, but I don't have to do anything. I was so happy that everything was normal for nearly 37 weeks, and my heart secretly rejoiced.

It's time to have a pregnancy test after 37 weeks. My father made an appointment for a B-ultrasound one day in advance, and I still lay idly at home during the day. As a result, pregnancy was in a hurry, too hasty, which was actually the last day of my pregnancy. There was no warning until I went to bed. As a result, I went to the toilet at 1: 3 at night. The situation was not good. The legendary water broke [tears ran]. My brother was a caesarean section at that time, so I didn't know what water broke, but I remembered online that amniotic fluid was easy to peel early, easy to suffocate, and quite nervous. Wake up the baby dad in the circle, bring RMB and set off for the hospital.

The delivery package was in my brother's house, and I was afraid to wake him up. The main reason was that I didn't expect to give birth soon, so I took a glass of water and left. I arrived at the hospital after two o'clock, and I didn't have a hospital bed. I stayed in the small bed in the dressing room for half a night. During this period, the little nurse came over for various examinations, and her temperature was measured several times, including fetal heart monitoring, B-ultrasound, blood drawing, and she couldn't sleep. Well, coming to the hospital is a toss-up.

At dawn, a doctor came and said, You can have a baby today. I said, OK. The doctor said: it's afternoon, and the morning is full. I said, OK. The doctor added: Your child is too big and his belly is too thin. It is estimated that he will not be born naturally. Before I could get in a word, the doctor added: You can see the child clearly with such a thin belly. Haha, it's so exaggerated. I couldn't help saying: then can you see men and women clearly? Just kidding, I'm still less nervous at this time.

Then we started the preparations for caesarean section in the afternoon. It was past seven o'clock in the morning, so I called the pregnant doctor. The doctor was a little surprised that I broke the water so early. I had an appointment with her for a pregnancy test this day. She came over to know about me before the house call, and said, give birth. I didn't think much. It was supposed to be born today.

after the doctor in charge left, my father called my mother-in-law. She didn't even know that we came in the middle of the night, so she had to send her brother to school. Fortunately, my father arranged for my grandmother to get familiar with the next pick-up route a few days ago. The two agreed that Grandma would go home and get bags just yet ready after seeing her brother off, and Dad would go back and pull it.

The dressing room was quiet for a moment. Dad said, It's all right this morning. I went to return the B-ultrasound that I ordered yesterday. I was lying in bed bored, because the water broke first, and the doctor wouldn't let me move. I could only turn my clumsy body back and forth in the hospital bed. The little nurse came to make preoperative preparations and told the precautions. I was thinking about the operation in the afternoon, so I ordered so much in the morning, and I was not afraid that I would forget. After the nurse was busy, the doctor came again, looking for family members, and I said I was not here. The doctor said, how can there be no one when you have an operation immediately? "Right away? Isn't it afternoon? " The doctor said: morning! It turned out that the competent doctor was afraid that it would affect the fetus if the water was broken for too long in the afternoon, so he coordinated it in the morning!

Time is so tight in an instant. It's obviously too late for Dad to go home, but he didn't bring anything. We can't come out of the operating room naked on Tuesday. Just now, I imagined meeting you in the afternoon of February 22 nd, and it became an instant. Dad quickly called a friend and his wife to help, and one of them quickly went home to pull things and the other came to the hospital to help, which greatly eased our urgent needs.

the rest of the time seems to be faster, so there is no time to think and be nervous. The little nurse was in a hurry, and she slipped away in a hurry. In a daze, I entered the operating room, and because I gave birth temporarily in this emergency, the people in the operating room seemed to be a little anxious. Too nervous, really too nervous. I was really caught off guard by this baby.

When I entered the operating room, I made some preparations. The so-called preparations were all kinds of injections. Apart from the legendary anesthetic needles that can make people suffer from backache, memory loss and severe pain, there are several other needles that I can't remember. The doctor explained what each needle is for in a friendly way. The anesthetic needle is the last procedure. Just stick it sideways into the spine and then lie back and wait. I waited quietly on the operating table, feeling like a lamb to be slaughtered.

the doctor patted him later and asked if he felt anything. "Yes", the doctor told me to wait a little longer and shoot again later, didn't he? "yes" Finally, the doctor couldn't stand it. It seemed to be a female doctor in charge of anesthesia. She said, You can't do this. You will feel something anyway. You just think you can hold back. Okay, I can bear it. Considering that what I feel may be just touch rather than pain. I said, let's get started.

then, I clearly felt that the doctor cut the belly with a knife, which should be the outermost layer, and then cut it layer by layer. I don't know how many layers were cut by one. When it is completely cut, it is patted and pressed, which should be the best way to find the baby. After some tossing, a huge but painless tearing feeling came. It felt like pulling out a thousand-year-old tree from the stomach. After pulling out the tree, it still had roots, tearing constantly, and the stomach was empty in an instant. At this time, I suddenly felt a strong dizziness, which made me feel like a person who had been drugged.

The doctor later treated the follow-up and sewed up the wound, so I don't remember it clearly. I was deeply impressed by one scene: the doctor held the baby in front of him and said, Sister, this is your child, boy. Look. I opened my eyes and looked at it. The first reaction was that there was more white paste than my brother at that time. The second reaction was, hey, why is my brother not my sister? Vertigo makes me feel weak and sad. Later, I heard the loudspeaker broadcast at the door of the operating room, saying something about eight catties and one hundred and two ounces, which seemed to be saying two twenty-two, but I felt dizzy and dizzy. I was only one hundred and twenty kilograms at the peak of my pregnancy, and my back looked like I was not pregnant. How could I give birth to a baby with eight catties and one hundred and two ounces? I asked the doctor around me again and got a positive answer. I began to be restless and happy. Haha, I have such a prestige.

The long confinement is a torment every day

Speaking of confinement, it is full of pain. A physical pain of caesarean section, a psychological pain of growing a cow.

the pain of dissection began when the anesthetic passed that night. The doctor asked him to turn over properly, but he could put a thick pain pump on his back, hang an ECG monitor in front, and put an infusion needle in his right hand. Every little movement of turning over was a big project, dragging the railing of the bed with his hand and moving it bit by bit. It was really sour and refreshing.

With the removal of the monitor and catheter and the decrease of infusion volume, the conditions for activities are becoming more and more available, but ... when I sit up and want to get out of bed for activities, the knife edge hurts, and it hurts even more when I push hard, which makes me afraid. With dad's encouragement and substantial help, I finally stood up and took the first step. Is the remaining 1, steps still a problem? [chuckle]

Later, I moved to the corridor to practice. Don't ask me why I can't stop when I walk. The doctor said that the more I walk, the less painful it is, and the more I don't walk, the more painful it is. It turns out that it is. I feel a sense of accomplishment whenever I see girls who have been in hospital longer than I have been, but still have to walk with their left hands and their right hands.

insert an embarrassing ditty. I was hospitalized on the second floor, and I had to go to the third floor to find a resident. In order to exercise, I went upstairs by myself, and the problem came. I looked down at the steps slowly going up, and a familiar voice: Zhuang Zhuang Ma-looking up, my neighbor Cong Ma upstairs in the community. She said, "What are you doing here?" I said, "Find a doctor and get out of the hospital. She said: Oh, it's going to be born, to be hospitalized? I said: I want to leave the hospital! She looked at my still huge belly and didn't respond at the moment. She looked puzzled. I stressed again awkwardly that I was going to leave the hospital! This time, Congma reacted: Are you born? ! That look embarrassed me. Is this belly really that big? Later, a series of facts proved that Congma's reaction was normal, because during the whole month, all the relatives who came to visit me had this sentence: Why is the stomach still so big? Why is it so big? I don't know.

To summarize the experience of caesarean section for the second child. In the past, others said that the second child was so dripping, so I didn't believe it. I felt that the first child was like a vaccination. How exaggerated can the second child be? I really overestimated myself. It's not just a small dish that hurts, it's all kinds of hardships. As soon as I got home from the hospital, I went shopping by bike. I didn't eat extra food for the whole month, and my body was great. The second child is different. I eat six or seven meals a day for the whole month. I can't live without eggs, milk and meat. After eating for a month, my weight has not changed. I felt that my body was almost recovered after the month, and I almost fainted after walking less than 5 meters. Alas.

Next, let's talk about Cao Niu's heartache. My brother was mixed feeding at that time. In order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, I took Chinese medicine to adjust my body, massaged my breasts and prepared enough classes before I was pregnant. Every day during hospitalization, there was a lactagogue procedure, but it didn't seem to have any effect except the heartbreaking and scratching pain brought by the little nurse's nine yin and white bones. On the morning of the fifth day, I left the hospital, and in the afternoon, I went to the aunt who opened the milk. Did it hurt? I finally saw the milk. Although it was rare, I ate colostrum.

Next, in order to continue urging, I drank Chinese medicine for 12 days, two large sea bowls a day. Every day, crucian carp soup and pig's trotters soup take turns to go into battle. What kind of peanuts, red dates and small red beans, foot massage and sweating, have little effect. I accidentally found that pig's trotters soup was slightly used for a month, but the milk was still pitiful, so that I felt sorry for so many pigs after giving birth. Some things really don't work hard; Life, not everything can be controlled by yourself ... It seems that there is postpartum depression, and it is hopeless to be forced by breastfeeding. Ok, it's a good thing that there is milk powder to save me. Although I am unhappy, I am full, so that's it. Talking too much is all tears.

The process is bitter, and the memories are sweet.

Every day of confinement seems to be crossing. I feel that I haven't closed my eyes, and I actually had a little dream. When the baby cried, she got up like a nerve. But it doesn't matter, anyway, sleeping is sleeping, and waking up is like sleeping. I'm still awake. A month has passed. Ma Ma, the best friend fairy, made a circle of friends, which roughly means that if a woman suddenly stops contacting you, there are only three possibilities: her baby went to primary school, she gave birth to a baby, and she died. Well, we've all lived and died, so there's nothing to be afraid of. Recalling those days when you were sleepy and high flying together is a unique spicy little happiness for mothers.