I had it all planned out. I was due on the 10th of January. After a couple of prenatal classes and lots of research on the net, I was going for a natural birth. I was strong and I could handle the pain. After all, how bad can it be?!
I had an easy pregnancy, except for the continuous nausea and daily vomiting of the first trimester. I worked almost until the end. My belly was so big and I looked so ready to give birth, customers were literally sending me home (they didn't want my water on their expensive carpets..haha).
Everyone but me seemed to be aware of the upcoming event. Two days before the big day, I was traveling 200 km by car to attend a family wedding. People started to question my sanity :-) and I don't blame them. Little did I know that my daughter was about to scare the sh*t out of me.
It started as a relaxing evening on the 9th of January. We were home and about to watch a movie with my brother and sister in law. I had been complaining the whole day that the I couldn't feel the baby moving at all in the last 24 hours, so I decided that for my own piece of mind I will call the hospital. They said I have to be seen by a midwife and maybe a doctor.
So we packed it all up (my hospital bag was already ready and waiting), but then we were in for a surprise. We decided to take my brother-in-law's car, but it wouldn't start (we found out later the engine was dead), so we drove our car instead. Half way to the hospital the wheel gets stuck and we find ourselves waiting for my dad to pick us all up. By now I was beginning to get nervous. I had a bad feeling in my stomach and I could hardly keep calm.
Once at the hospital they started to check the baby, looking for the heart beat. It seemed like forever until the midwife told us that there is life inside me. I instantly broke into tears. All I wanted to know was that she was fine. From that moment on I was in a trance. I remember midwives coming in, a female doctor, nurses - so I knew we were in trouble. They induced me and labor started. I could handle it so I kept my spirits up. But then my baby's heart beat started to be irregular. By 6 a.m. a decision was reached that an emergency C-section is the best solution for us. And on 10th of January 2015, at 06.13 Sara Maria was born. Her umbilical cord was wrapped three times around her neck and one time around her body (no wonder she was unable to move or be delivered naturally). Not really the way I planned it, but I was so happy we got a happy ending.
