About having children and raising children-the way of delivery

You must make up your mind whether to have a natural delivery or a caesarean section! And let your husband unite with you! Now that medical technology is so developed, the child's weight, head circumference and abdomen circumference can be predicted in the final birth check-up. We must choose the appropriate delivery method according to the inspection results, and we must not listen to the elderly! Don't listen to the old man! Don't listen to the old man! (The important thing is said three times) The older generation all hope to have a natural birth, and they think that a natural baby is better. We must choose a good way according to our actual situation and stick to it. Don't be afraid to sweep the face of the older generation, after all, it is our own business to have children.

My baby was two weeks older in the prenatal examination after 3 weeks. The doctor once suspected that my blood sugar was high, but my blood sugar was not high. All the tests were normal except the baby's head, abdominal circumference and gestational age. My baby was always two weeks older when I gave birth. I feel like I'm going to have to give birth in the end. My husband said listen to me. However, the old people in the family want to have a natural birth, saying that it is much better to have a natural birth. All women have to go through this time when they give birth, and all their relatives have a natural birth. So I seem to have a natural birth, too. They didn't tell me face to face, they all said they gave it to my husband, so before I was admitted to the hospital for labor and induced labor, my husband was successfully persuaded by them and persuaded me to give birth naturally. It's me on one side and my husband's relatives and family on the other. I don't want to embarrass him too much, so I listened to him and gave birth first, but I really couldn't give birth again.

After two days of induced labor, I finally had labor pains and began to wait for the uterus to open wide. But after a day and a night of pain, the palace mouth still has one or two fingers. Who knows how I hurt that night! Where were my relatives when I was in unbearable pain? I have no relatives to accompany me, only a strange nurse to accompany me.

After the labor pains, I finally broke my fingers, was pushed into the delivery room, went to the delivery bed, and my amniotic fluid was punctured, thinking that it was going to pass. Unexpectedly, because my son was too big to get out, even the doctor could not turn the baby's position when he went in.

The amniotic fluid has run out, but the child can't come out. The doctor quickly asked my husband to sign the plan. I was rushed to the operating table, pushed from the delivery room and sent to the operating room.

I was lying in bed, watching the light overhead flash by my eyes, just like in the movie. I was unprepared and suddenly became afraid, as if it were the direction to hell. When I came out of the delivery room and passed the door, my husband was the only one standing at the door. I looked at him in despair and wanted to hold his hand and say to him, "Husband, I'm afraid." It's the first time I've been on the operating table since I was a child. At this moment, I wish my family could be around. If this is the last time, I can see them again.

when I was pushed into the operating room, I heard the nurses say "put this here", "put that there" and "call someone over". Listening to their noise, I was in a hurry, and my heart was even more panic. Another terrible idea came up, just like on TV. If something unexpected happens, should we keep it big or small? At that time, I only had one thought, to keep my children. I didn't understand it before, but now I do. I have worked hard to conceive in October, and I don't want my children to say goodbye before they have seen the world. And I have experienced the ups and downs in the world. Maybe this is the so-called maternal love.

The doctor gave me an anesthetic when everything was ready. I fell asleep before I said my thoughts, and I felt nothing. It hurts for two days and a night, and I'm tired, too. When I regained consciousness, I heard my son crying. I guess he's afraid I really won't wake up. I turned around and saw a nurse cleaning up for him. I immediately asked her how the baby was, and was it healthy? She said it was healthy. I was relieved at once. I fell asleep again. When I woke up again, I was already in the ward.

Later, when I thought about my delivery process, I regretted listening to my husband's advice, giving birth first and then having a caesarean section. After all, all the pain is borne by me alone. Others just talk about it. If there is any accident, they will not bear any responsibility.

Fortunately, everything goes well, so you must listen to yourself about the mode of delivery. After all, your own life and the life of your child are in your own hands. I hope all husbands can unite with their wives and support her decision.