My prince

OK I started off with the story of the day Nabilhariz Was Born! - Thursday, February 23, 2006

Since the pregnancy was past due date 11 days and I did not have any sign of labour, my hubby and I went to the clinic early in the morning to get the hospital admission letter and so I was admited to the Malacca General Hospital on the 23rd Feb. I was anxious. When I reached the hospital, the doctors did some check up and what not, they put the dopler on my tummy to monitor the baby's heartbeat and after awhile they found out the sign of fetal distress as the baby's heartbeat was irregular - it was high; over 160 and suddenly dropped as low as 70 something and then went up high again. One doctor was swearing "Oh S***!" as he was checking the monitor and I knew it something was not right and I was panicked. Another doctor told me that they have to cut me open to save the baby. I was asked to sign a few papers. A nurse quickly inserted the urinal bag. I was given some medicine and had a drip in my arm. Another nurses helped me changed into the hospital attire then I was quickly pushed into the Operation Theater. I was extremely nervous. On the way to the O.T. I met my hubby and I can't help it I shed some tears. It was 10a.m. I was in the O.T. I had to sign a paper - a high risk of throwing up because I took breakfast (I was told that it has to be 6 hours after eating before operation) Luckily I did not have big breakfast that morning; I had only 2 pieces of nuggets and a glass of milk before going to the clinic, and by then I was hungry again. A heart monitor was put on my chest. Then I was injected with epidural in my spine and a few minutes later my lower body felt numb. I cant move my feet but I can feel when the nurses touched my legs. I cant see the actual operation as a screen was put across my chest so I won’t be able to see the doctor making the cut but I can feel it. Oh my! I was half awake anyway. Then suddenly I felt something was taken out from my tummy and I heard the baby was crying. Somehow I knew it's a baby boy. Then the cry faded away. Awhile later a nurse came to me and showed the baby to me and she asked me to have a look at the baby and asked me to say it out loud whether it's a boy or girl. It's a BOY! Deep down in my heart I was delighted, as I had a strong feeling all this while that it's gonna be a baby boy; so his name would be Muhammad Nabilhariz. I think an hour later I was pushed out from the O.T. I saw my hubby and my parents-in-law. I was taken to a room where they monitored my B.P. etc. etc. After awhile I had to wait before they took me to the ward. I was freezing cold. Shivering! Then the hospital matron brought the baby to me and then I was pushed to the ICU room. There I met my hubby and my parents-in-law. Hubby told me that the doctor told him the baby had 50-50 chance. He said was scared and didn't know what to do except prayed to Al-mighty Allah while waiting outside the O.T. Thank God by 10.43 am the baby was saved. It turned out that was the umbilical cord complication - cord entanglement to the baby's body. My hubby, Nasz and I were very happy and it was unbelieveable to see baby Nabilhariz right in front of our eyes. Everyone was delighted, especially my parents and my parents- in-law. My mom took a bus down to Malacca to join us, but my dad couldn't come as he was in Sabah, working at that time. But after all, it all went well. What an experience as I wasn't mentally prepared to undergo the C-section. I'm grateful, really :-)