Risha – The homecoming
It was on Jan 11th that I went to see my OB for the 39 week’s appointment. The OB did a quick check and shook her head. Nope. No change. Looks like I would be heading past my due date and would have to be most probably induced at the hospital for labor.
Only a couple of days later, I made plans for gorging on Sakkare pongal on Sankranthi day. After informing Amma of my intentions the previous night, I headed to sleep with all the Pongal dreams only to be woken up early morning 2am with what else but my water breaking….which I did not take too seriously. I only vaguely remembered that I needed to call my doctor when my water broke and placed that midnight call to my OB. She did not seem too excited either. She just asked me to head to the hospital at 6am. I headed to the hospital at my own sweet time….7:30am. I was fully sure that they would take one look at me and ask me to head right back home. Imagine my suprise when they hooked up all those monitors and then declared that I was in labor!
My contractions were getting stronger and stronger. But Risha had decided that the good old position for babies was not good enough for her and had turned the other way with her face facing my stomach. Which meant that I had to deal with increasingly strong back pain…yeah the filmy screaming kind of back pain. I was offered some pain relief or epidural, but my OB had told that her turning during labor would be difficult with pain meds and it could mean a C-section. So I decided to hold on till she came over to take a look. By the time she actually arrived, I was in so much pain that I just wanted out. So I took a shot of this narcotic pain killer. I now understand why people get hooked onto drugs….because the damn thing makes you feel soo good!
When the doc came over, I was still under my narcotic influence and I remember telling her that I am playing scrabble with myself in my head when she asked me what I was upto. Sweet thing that she is, she offered a laptop so that I can play scrabble online, which I refused because I was sure I would lose and my rankings would do down! Yeah…my baby was travelling down the birth canal and all I could think of was my online rankings!!!! Finally she decided I could have the epidural and I did. Promptly I went off to sleep. And looks like the epidural helped to because I went from 2cm dialated to 10cm dialted pretty fast and soon it was time to push. But Queen Risha had not budged an inch from her face-up position which meant that mommy had to push in all kind of weird positions….and I promptly got a sprain just above my epidural line and it HURT. I mean, it hurt more than my contractions. I refused to push till the anasthesiologist did something about the pain. Finally I was given another shot of something really good and I continued to push. Every time I had a contraction I would squeeze my mom’s hand on one side and curl up into K on the other side. Pretty soon the whole labor room became a cheerleading squad with the OB, the nurses, K and my mom all chanting “Push..Push..Push..Push” and when I thought that I was done and could push no more, I heard my baby cry. She had her head out and with one more push, she slid out entirely.
The doctor immediately placed her on my chest and it was the most wonderful warm feeling in the entire world. Risha cried for about 5 seconds and then decided the surroundings were pretty interesting and decided to check them out. She looked at me, K , my mom with a lot of curiosity, gave a small smile and went off to sleep.
Two days later, we were ready to be discharged from the hospital. One of the things on the checklist to be completed was breastfeeding classes. But I was so bored attending these classes that I decided Risha and me would manage just fine without one…and so I bunked. I feigned a headache and bunked. Yep. I hope Risha does not come to know of it anytime soon.
We got Risha home in her carseat and let Rummy come outside and greet her. But my really dumb dog was so happy seeing me that he did not even notice that there was a baby. We took Risha to her room and there she let out her famous cry that the nurses had warned me about. Rummy was so suprised that he came running into the room and wanted to sniff her. We let him calm down and then sniff her. That entire night Rummy spent outside our room door, looking concerned everytime Risha cried. Now, he has become more intelligent. He only rushes to her aid when he feels she is really crying or if he feels no one is attending to her. He also makes sure to check the crib everytime a visitor leaves our house. Touch wood, I hope their relationship continues to grow into a love filled one.
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