What did you finally understand when you entered the delivery room?

This question is answered in two parts.

First, I entered the delivery room as an intern. When I first went in, all I saw were women in labor, screaming in pain and exhausted. I've been tossing for hours, more than ten hours, or longer, and if I can't give birth, I have to cut it sideways. Without anesthesia, I gave you a knife and it hurts when I look at it. The baby is born with fetal fat and feels ugly. At that time, I thought to myself, I don't want children, it hurts too much. Not to mention the operation, a long anesthetic needle will pierce your waist, and then you will be cut and stitched. The incision will be more painful after anesthesia.

Secondly, as a parturient, because I have seen surgery and natural delivery with my own eyes, I finally took the initiative to choose planned delivery. Of course, I need to take some risks. The doctor will explain it to you. Because I work in a hospital, I basically don't need a doctor to talk more and sign everything. This is also a process problem. Then I was pushed into the operating room on the day of the operation, and I took off my clothes and walked onto the operating table. Although I have done this job, I am still a little nervous about myself. I tried to chat with the doctors and nurses inside to distract my nervousness. After that, everything went well, and a baby boy was born, and the mother and child were safe. There was no fever after operation, only a little pain. I took the initiative to urge the catheter to be unplugged and strolled to the ground. Three days after picking the baby, the heel blood was discharged from the hospital.

My final conclusion is that some things should not be thought or influenced by others. I didn't know until I experienced it personally that some things are not as difficult as what you saw and heard. I also want to overcome the difficulties in my life and work and be a positive person.

Understand that it is not easy for a woman to have children, be nice to her wife.

I am the mother of a second child. Two deliveries, two deliveries. The most painful experience is: I must listen to my parents, or getting married far away will be the most painful injury in your life.

My parents-in-law paid more attention to the birth of my eldest brother, but because I had more activities during pregnancy, I started to give birth faster and didn't have time to go to a hospital with better conditions, so I gave birth to my eldest brother and a baby boy in a township hospital. During the whole production process, the husband accompanied the baby, the mother-in-law was outside the delivery room, not nearby, and the father-in-law was not at home at work. And my parents, who are 300 kilometers away, call me every day in the third trimester, but because they can't see me in time, they can only come to see me and my baby after the news of my birth. The first-born child is fine, and the husband and parents-in-law also take care of it. Although I miss my family and my parents because of the pain of childbirth, I am more immersed in the joy of being a mother.

The second child was born differently. The eldest brother and the second brother are two years apart. I took care of the boss during the whole pregnancy. It was past midnight when I set out. I hurried to the hospital and found the doctor on duty. When I was lying on the operating table, the doctor told me, "Don't push, she's not ready!" " The production process went smoothly. My husband is the only one who goes to the hospital. He is busy everywhere. I want to drink water, or the nurse poured it for me. Bauer was wrapped in a bag and no one helped her dress, so I had to help her dress because the ninja's side cut was very painful. My mother-in-law looked after her boss at home and didn't go to the hospital. At the end of the day, my husband and I didn't even eat.

Now I feel really stupid when I see others around to pay attention to my children. If I don't get married soon, I'm also my mother's favorite child. When I need someone to take care of me most, when my body hurts the most, I can't even eat. Although the traffic is developed now, everyone has daily chores, and the time to have a baby is not for us to decide. My parents can't wait around me all the time. Therefore, only after experience can we deeply understand the pain, and only when we enter the delivery room can we understand how important it is to listen to our mother.

As a person who has worked in real estate for six years, I finally understand that work is work, and colleagues who work can't be friends. There is also the real estate work, even if it is hard, it is useless and there is no result. This is a job that only depends on the results, and sales is king.

When I entered the delivery room, I realized that the production process in TV series was so fake.

I had a caesarean section, so I went to the operating room. The first time I went in, I thought an operation would be suffocating and accompanied by some horrible music. I am a severe preeclampsia, one of the four major killers of parturient, and the operation is not easy.

As a result, when the doctor rubbed his hands, the light didn't work. They called the lamp repairman. Half an hour later, the lamp repairman came and repaired it again 15 minutes. And then start acting. I'm half numb and half awake. The doctor talked to the anesthesiologist and pediatrician while operating on me. It was yesterday and the day before yesterday where he went, what he ate and what other doctors did recently. In short, the whole process is like eavesdropping on the chat in the next office.

The baby cried when it came out. Not the crying I imagined. I wonder where there are strange noises, and my eyes look everywhere. The doctor held the baby in front of me, showed me her ass and said, look at this, son. Then immediately give it to a pediatrician for examination, put it in an incubator and send it to the intensive care unit. The score is 9.9, and all indicators are better than the previous forecast. I cried at that moment. It was fucking hard.

I am a second-born mother and have been in the delivery room twice. It feels different every time. Let me tell you something about my experience.

Entering the delivery room for the first time: It makes me feel that it is really great and difficult for a woman to give birth to a child. As soon as she enters the delivery room, she doesn't know what dignity is. It was a male doctor who gave me a prenatal examination when I gave birth. Because I want to have a comprehensive examination, I will show my bare chest and buttocks to the doctor for examination. After the basic examination, a female doctor came to give me an internal examination. The precious mother who lives with her children should know.

These tests are all pediatrics, and post-production is the 25,000-mile long March. I gave birth to my first child during childbirth, and it took me more than ten hours to open one or two fingers. The pain was unbearable and the doctor didn't cut it. Finally, when I reached my sixth finger, I was pulled into the maternity bed. As a result, I couldn't open my mouth for a long time. I collapsed at that time, and the doctor took me back to the ward to rest. The next day, I continued. At night, I still didn't give birth. I called the doctor for painless treatment and slept in the delivery bed for one night. At six o'clock the next day, my daughter was finally born, which took more than forty hours.

The second time I entered the delivery room: I was experienced for the second time, and I was afraid that the production would not be smooth, so I made all the preparations. I also invited a guide and decisively refused the male doctor to give me an examination and internal examination. What I want to say here is that I have no prejudice against male doctors, but I don't want to treat myself as a piece of meat without thoughts. I can't stand a stranger's repeated examination of me. It's good to have a son. Many hospitalizations are held in the morning and born in the afternoon. My feeling is that paying attention to skills in production will make you much easier. If you can, you must hire a tour guide. Don't deposit this money. Men don't have many children and can't empathize, so women must love themselves as much as possible.

In short, it is really difficult for a woman to have children, so a woman should take good care of herself, and a man must love his wife, because every woman is giving birth with her life.

I am the mother of a child. Seeing this question brought back many memories.

I went to the hospital after the water broke at two o'clock in the morning. When I arrived at the hospital, there was no bed. The doctor arranged to go to the observation room. After internal examination, B-ultrasound, skin preparation and other procedures, I persisted until 8: 30 in the morning. The nurse only opened four fingers, but I couldn't wait any longer. The amount of amniotic fluid is very small. The doctor suggested entering the delivery room.

My husband accompanied me when I entered the delivery room. The doctor told us that your heart is not well and there is not enough amniotic fluid in the uterus. If you can't get out within two hours, you must have a caesarean section. I told my husband about the risks of surgery, the precautions of surgery, and the risk notification. I didn't know he was in a panic and said to the doctor, "I'm going out to discuss it with my family."

I suddenly felt very sad at that time. I sat up with the materials and said to the doctor, "Thank you, do as you say, I will sign the materials myself, and the opinions of my family members are not important. I am at my own risk. " The husband paused, turned to the doctor and said, "I have no problem." The doctor told me gently, "Don't be afraid, you do as I say, and we will try our best to give birth naturally."

Lying on the delivery bed, with surgical materials next to his head, it hurts every few minutes. With the encouragement of the doctor, my husband is held by the doctor and sits in the corner.

10: 02, the baby was born. During this time, I didn't cry out in pain. After the baby was born, my husband paid for it as a doctor. Then the placenta came and began to sew up the lateral incision. The child was also washed and put next to me.

At half past eleven, the nurse pushed me out of the delivery room. I stood at the door of the delivery room with my newborn daughter in my arms. The nurse shouted three times in a row: "Where is someone?" There was no response at the delivery room door. The nurse grunted and pushed me to the hospital bed in the corridor. In front of the bed, husband, father-in-law and mother-in-law are sitting beside the bed chatting.

After the nurse settled me down, she called my husband away. A few minutes later, he came back, patted his chest and told me the first sentence with a smile: "Giving birth is not as terrible as on TV ..."

I didn't answer the phone and told him, "Call my mother and tell her that she is safe. Remember to say that I gave birth naturally and I am in good shape now. Finally tell her that I gave birth to a daughter. "

A production, let me see clearly that this man around me is really unreliable.

After the maternity leave, I refused my parents-in-law's suggestion that I take care of the children at home temporarily, and insisted that I must go to work.

Now it seems that it is really a wise choice not to be a full-time mother, because if I choose full-time, I may not have the confidence to file a divorce and fight for custody of my children when my life can't go on.

Thanks to life, teach us to be strong!

I had a caesarean section. Although I have not experienced the pain of giving birth to a child, I have learned a lot since I went to the operating table.

Although the doctor said that any operation would be risky and my family said not to be afraid, I didn't hesitate the moment I lay on the operating table.

The child came out, listening to the crying, and thought it was worth it.

After all the experiences of raising children, the difficulties of parents are further confirmed, and they don't know until they have children.

So, love yourself, love your children, love your parents, love everything around you that deserves your love, while it's still time.

I have been in the delivery room twice, and the first time is unforgettable.

I only knew it would hurt before I died. I was deeply impressed by what I saw on TV. I shouted and worked hard and went into the delivery room, only to know that the situation was not that simple.

I went to the toilet at two o'clock in the evening and found it was red. I quickly took Bao Gang and went to the hospital with my husband.

I knew three symptoms before: redness, broken amniotic fluid and contractions. But when I entered the hospital, my body didn't react further. The doctor told me to move more, so I kept walking back and forth in the corridor of the hospital, but there was still no response.

The doctor will check the contractions every once in a while, but I haven't responded. I feel that my body is stagnant, and finally I am embarrassed.

Until 7 o'clock on the third night, I felt a little different. My stomach is starting to hurt. The interval between contractions was longer, and then gradually shortened.

It hurt all night. The next morning, the doctor checked and said there were two fingers, so I went into the waiting room.

When I entered the waiting room, I thought I was going to give birth, but the doctor said that if everything went well, I could give birth by noon 12.

What? Another morning? The pain of contractions makes me want to have a baby right away!

While waiting in the delivery room, there will be crying from the delivery room from time to time. I think it's an exaggeration to say that women scream like pigs when giving birth, but I believed it at that time, and it's no exaggeration at all.

When I first entered the delivery room, I was confident. I said to myself in my heart, I must be calm, don't shout, breathe regularly, and save enough physical strength for childbirth. But it was completely unexpected. The pain is becoming more and more frequent, and this wave has not yet subsided, and the next wave has begun again. I feel that my stomach is getting higher and higher, and it is about to explode, but it will not explode, and the pain has nowhere to vent. I didn't realize that my moaning had turned into crying from time to time.

I don't think I can hold on any longer. I pressed the button next to me to call the nurse. The nurse came to check if everything was all right. I asked if I could take the fetal heart monitor off my stomach for a while. I really can't stand that strangulation. The nurse said you can't take it off. To test the baby's heartbeat. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, who will be responsible? Besides, the increase is not because of that, but because of the contraction.

At two o'clock noon, the palace opened slower than expected, and it didn't open much in the morning. By two o'clock in the afternoon, my body couldn't bear the pain any more, and I felt that I was dying. I could only play a pain stick and feel comfortable instantly after playing. But the pain will not disappear completely, and it will get worse gradually in the future, just not as severe as before.

But the problem comes again, because of the effect of anesthesia, the uterine opening is relatively slow. No way, I started taking oxytocin for several hours until I was born.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the doctor checked and said that he could enter the delivery room. Finally!

Compared with the doctor's performance during the second child, I think the doctor who delivered my baby for the first time was really good. He kept encouraging me and told me not to worry, or my body would be torn and injured.

If the pain of anterior contraction is unbearable, then I feel powerless and helpless when giving birth. Every time the doctor says I want to exert myself, I feel like giving up, but I can't give up. That feeling is really desperate and helpless.

After a long time, the doctor said to me, well, now we are ready to give birth. I was puzzled and said to the doctor, haven't I been giving birth now? The doctor replied: I said a side cut.

I thought a natural delivery was a natural delivery, but I didn't expect a knife. Although I was anesthetized, it didn't hurt, but I could really hear the sound of the knife cutting through the meat.

Because I wanted to end this uncomfortable feeling early, I held my breath, mustered all my strength and roared, only to feel my stomach loose, and then I heard the baby crying. In retrospect, what I heard outside was the sound of killing pigs.

Then the doctor pressed his stomach and sent the placenta.

After the baby is cleaned and checked, put it next to me. Looking at this small, wrinkled, red little guy lying next to me, I can't say it. That's great. The previous pain seems to have been forgotten by me!

Many people say that having children is a life-and-death struggle. I've been in the delivery room, and I finally understand!

Seeing this problem, I want to come in and come back, although I am a nanny.

My wife gave birth to ldr, the kind that was delivered directly in the ward.

Put on the protective clothing worn by the doctor during labor and accompany the baby inside ~

I witnessed the whole process, and seeing this problem made me think carefully.

I was always in a state of confusion at that time. I remember when my wife squeezed me hard, it hurt, and then I came out of the baby. The doctor treated my wife's wound, and when she gave birth, she cut her side. Then the nurse began to clean up the baby simply, and then I wanted to take the child away for unified observation and let me sign it!

To tell the truth, I have a shadow in my heart, but I am more moved. It is really not easy.

The bloody scene when giving birth.

In order to make his wife work hard, the doctor always said that you should not scream. If you scream, you can't work hard ~ My wife is also strong and won't bite her teeth. Finally signed and came back. I haven't asked her mercilessly, why don't you scream? I heard that it was miserable when I was born next door ~

One of the biggest benefits of having a baby is that I have learned all the skills of going home to have a baby. After the baby left, I just caught up with the epidemic on the 7 th. Now I am more professional than a baby, and I will soon become an expert in the field of parenting.

Because I know my wife has done too much for her, so it's up to me in the future.