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Another day like that. I come from stressful work. My belt is almost bursting and I let myself fall on the couch. My stomach is complaining about a lack of space again and I take off my T-shirt. Ninth month is noticeable. Constant labor. At work today thought of childbirth. The relief of a water broke.

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The one where my water broke in a parking lot

Even before my Ob-Gyne gave me a hint of what my labor pains would look like, I have already anticipated million of messy things to happen. I just didn’t expect it to occur in a mall — parking lot.

24th of June ’23, I was scheduled for my last Ob-Gyne visit before giving birth.My actual due date is July 18, by the way. I’m already set on the fact that we are only going in for our final check-up. At least that’s what I thought.

After his shift, RJ picked me up and went with me to my appointment. My doctor saw me as the second-to-last patient. As per usual – we talked about how was I doing the past week, my food intake – which she’s really particular, since my baby’s size is already 3 weeks bigger than her actual gestational age, and my pre-natal meds. The only difference now is that, she has to do internal examination on me. She then asked me to climb up to her examination table and what happened next numbed my ears upon hearing,

"Mommy, you're 3cms na ha, going 4. Ready na kayo ni Daddy, after dito diretso na kayo kuha ng RT-PCR test."

Like, ha doc? July 18 pa ‘di ba tayo? I mean… RJ and I just looked at each other, racing whose face turns pale first. Well, I calmed down. I tried my hardest to calm down because I remembered that RJ hasn’t slept yet, he’s the one driving so he has to be calm and collected. Concluding the appointment, my doctor already gave me the paper works needed for the hospital admission and her personal contact number so I can reach her when my labor pains starts. Wow!

We walked out from the clinic not talking to each other and I don’t like that, so I broke the silence and said, “I’m hungry, I wanna eat.” We then proceeded to our go-to-resto after appointments, ordered the usual and talked about where we’re going to start.

I mean, I packed our bags - RJ and I's hospital clothes and toiletries as well as the baby's bag. But we don't have most of the disposable essentials yet, like my maternity pads, baby's diapers, our hospital packed foods, nada! We're freaking unprepared, ugh!

So anyway, RJ consoled our terrible selves by a plan heading our way to the RT-PCR center first since we can get the necessary disposables on the way.

By the way, this was around 4-5pm. Took us 3 centers to finally get tested since the other 2 were already closed. We were looking to get tested on the nearest center from our house so that before my labor begin, RJ can at least rest for a couple of hours. Nope, the universe had other plans. I had my test from their farthest branch. All these time, I was chatting with my mom and sisters, I was chillin’ then. They encourage me to stay calm because it will still take a while before the labor pain starts kicking in.

When we arrived at the testing center, I am the only one requesting for RT-PCR. The nice lady there told me that the results usually takes 12 hrs. but since they’re not busy, she said they’re gonna run the test now and the results should be e-mailed to me on or before midnight. The long drive was worth it because of that nice lady. On our way home, I started to feel uncomfortable around my lower belly. I think I’m having contractions.

Take note: this was already around 6-7pm, that's the rush hour of Metro Davao, it only means one thing — heavy traffic.

Still calm, I messaged my mom. I described the pain and also told her about the intervals, she confirmed that yes, I am already having contractions! This is the part where it started to go south for me. My pain threshold is like my patience, it’s like nothing in there! I drink pain reliever meds whenever I have dysmenorrhea, I am not strong.

While still stuck on traffic, I kept monitoring my contractions – its intensity and interval. I don’t know if it’s normal but the pacing of it is shifting too fast! Though I am already in pain, in the most composed manner I could, I told RJ to pick up the disposable essentials already because we might be having a baby tonight. He responded while sounding calm but his speed is otherwise. He already kept honking other cars and even went on a red light. Sheesh!

We finally arrived at the mall near our village. I decided to stay in the car while RJ took the supermarket entrance to go get our essentials. This time, my contractions are really bad, I am already crying. It is still 3-4mins. apart but holy molly! The pain! I don’t know where it’s coming from! Everything just aches! My back, my tummy, my lower tummy, my head’s throbbing — everything.

If only I can exaggerate this but it's already worse. To add to the drama, it started raining.

At this point, I already messaged up everyone. I have flooded RJ messages to hurry up. I already messaged my doctor as well that we are definitely having a baby tonight and that I already took my RT-PCR. I have told our family group chat that I can barely take the pain, I’m already crying at the mall’s parking lot. Messaging everyone is just my way of not totally soaking into the madness of the pain and my failed attempt to divert my attention until…

There’s this one contraction that’s so painful and the pressure is pushing through my lower back and belly that gave me a very strong urge to pee. It is the kind of urge I cannot control due to the pressure that I am feeling. Ugly crying and in so much pain, I pushed myself to get out of the car, lo and behold — my bag of water broke!

This kind of released some pressure but it only means, the pain will no longer be tolerable now that my mucus plug is no longer holding it together. Crying and shaking in pain, I stood outside and collected myself again. I can’t be like this while waiting for RJ. I, again, tried to be strong. Took a few deep breathes and went inside.

I updated our family group chat that my bag of water popped. Also messaged our house help to ready our bags and wait for us at the gate to easily load everything in the car. After a few minutes of settling myself back in the car, RJ arrived. Told him the news and now he can’t stop asking me if I’m already in so much pain. Like, huh?! Obviously! But of course, I didn’t tell him that. I just told him to get our things at the house and bring us to the hospital faster.

The rest of my giving birth story will follow on a separate post because I hate it when it’s too long like this. My eyes can never stand scrolling back and forth to proof-read everything. lol!

PS: There’s a funny side note on this story. Remember when my water broke? After that, I didn’t go back inside the car right away, I was like nailed on the spot where my water broke and dripped down my legs. I was thinking what should I use as a wet cover for my seat. As I was thinking what could there be at the back seat I could use, I can’t help but notice the truck driver beside where our car is parked. The whole time, he was looking at me pala and his face was so shocked at what he just saw! Lol! Sorry Kuya, my water just broke lang naman. Yun lang naman. lol. I didn’t say anything though, I left him at that shocked phase and grabbed a-week-old jacket of RJ at the back and covered my seat. To kuya, I know nag-deliver ka lang there sorry naman to shock you. Haha!

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My #bumpday story with Tré was so different LOL I remember we had the holiday party at my office and we went to the Japanese steakhouse!!! I could not stop eating 🍽 🐷✅ I ate my food, my mom‘s food, dessert, and extra everything 🤪😅🤷🏽‍♀️ I just was #insatiable I got home I went to bed 😴 #itis settled in 😂 I woke up to go potty and when I sat down a bunch of water 💦 came out?!?!? So I hollered for my husband (at the time) and he’s like what’s wrong??? I was like I sat down to Pee but I didn’t Pee and all this water came out?!?!? 🤷🏽‍♀️🤨🤓and he’s like T your #waterbroke I was like what 😱 He’s like T your water broke! We got to go to the hospital!!! So I kid you not... we got from Woodbridge to Alexandria in about 10 minutes 😂😂😂😂😂 And sure enough I was in labor and lasted 17 hours 😭😭😭 I had been following all of the instructions. I’d been doing exactly what everyone said and it wasn’t working m... So at about 6 PM I was like look I screamed for my dad and I had a conversation with my dad like nobody else was there... I was like Daddy something’s wrong 😭😭😭 I’m doing exactly what everyone’s telling me to do and it’s not working something’s wrong!!! And sure enough Tré was #sunnysideup instead of face down so the harder I was pushing the more his shoulder blades were pushing into my pelvis instead of him sliding straight out 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I was in pain, I’d been throwing up all of the day, I was miserable, and nothing was working. So I ended up having to get an a #episiotomy 🥺😖😵 Moral of the story is... ✅ You have to be an advocate. ✅You have to speak up for yourself!!! ✅ You have to trust your instincts ✅ My baby was in distress... I was miserable and I had to speak up for myself and I’m so blessed to still be alive and have my two beautiful baby boys to raise 💗 I’m blessed to have survived. And I love my sons in a way that I can’t articulate. The thought of not being here to take care of them terrifies me. But it’s the reality for so many women of color. We die at a very high rate in child birth and after. Tell your story. Be an advocate for issues that women of color have. Take a stand for us. Because #blackwomenmatter #blacklivesmatter https://www.instagram.com/p/CC_P4ripuoR/?igshid=xbnrm6y7lacf

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