The day I gave birth to our baby. It was a normal Thursday, the usual hot & dry climate we’re very used to … and like any other day I had a Doctor’s appointment I had to go to. This time I had my dad come along with me and my husband. The night before I could hardly go to bed because I was over-due and I thought that if I continue on without labour pains, then for sure I’ll be having a c-section.

Anyways, when it was my turn to see the Doctor … and obviously there was no significant progress with labour at all! Infact, I experienced what’s called silent labour (not mentioned anywhere in the book I read) and I felt nothing at all. I was dilated to about 4cm, something definitely was wrong …

It was until I had an ultrasound that it showed my pelvis was too tiny, in comparison with the baby’s head, and the possibility of a natural birth is very little. My chances were 1% out 100 because it could be quite dangerous to force the baby out by induced labour, it could leave both of us (me or the baby) with afterbirth problems … I went into tears … I never underwent any sort of surgery before …

But, I had everybody’s support … so I went ahead and accepted the horrible fact I dreaded most … going for c-section! To the extent I missed the part in the book I was reading “What to Expect When Your Expecting” on c-sections because I felt afraid of going through surgery, which truly I wish I read.

Then again I didn’t want to argue with God’s will. Though it was a big deal for me to experience true labour, I really am quite happy I didn’t because I could’ve gone through a lot more complications than I thought!

At the end when I saw my baby … it was just me and the baby … I fell in love again … his face, soft black hair, tiny eyes … fragile fingers and toes, soooooooooft skin … and best of all his dimple!