One Month

Kaitlyn celebrated her first month today.

Which means the end of my confinement. Which also means the end of help from the confinement lady. Which translates to waking up every 3 hours in the wee hours of the morning to feed, burp, change diapers and rock Kaitlyn to sleep.

I think I will be zombified.

Well, like my last confinement and contrary to what many say, the confinement month really isn't all that bad. I liked the longan-date drink, and the food can be really quite yummy. And of course, the help rendered by the nanny, Siew Hoon.


If anyone needs a confinement lady, you can consider this one. Food's not too bad and she's pretty good with the baby. She can be reached at 84203549/60163760125.

Baby Kaitlyn

So on 17th Dec, I went for my weekly check up. I was 39 weeks and 2 days pregnant. Upon doing the usual urine test, I noticed some pinkish spots. I mentioned it to the gynae, and she said, "Ok, let's see if you are in labour." So she did the usual VE (which I totally hate) and after prodding for about half a minute, exclaimed, "Oh, she's in labour. 2 cm." And the next thing I knew, I felt water tricking down my legs. She had burst my waterbag. Next thing I knew, I was on my first wheelchair ride to the labour and delivery room. Then the usual shaving, enema, passing motion and changing into the hospital garb. Only this time, I had to do all these while dripping with water.

"Can I get an epidural now?" I asked. The nurses got my requested anaesthetist and she came down within half and hour. The pain was still very much bearable.

"Painful or not ah?" I asked. "The last time, the contractions were so bad I couldn't feel the epidural being administered."

"If I tell you it's not painful, I will be bluffing la." the very motherly doctor replied.

It was quite painful la, but nothing compared to the contractions though. And then Ron and I started our wait for our second born.

"The second time round, it will be faster and easier. Don't worry." That's the typical reply I get from people when addressing my fears of labour pains and the aftermath.

My second time round took five hours (the first was four and a half).

My epidural this time somehow did not fully work on the right side (the first time it worked fully on both sides).

The second time round, I started crying 4 hours into labour and needed the gas as additional painkiller. "You don't cry la. Wait you cry you cannot breathe, cannot push how? the nurse asked. " I check how come so painful ok". She checks and then says, "Oh! No wonder la! 8 cm already!"

Then another nurse comes in and says, "You want to try to push? What for you breathe and breathe gas. Just push and get baby out la."

"I cannot push la. I can feel on the right side you know. Wait pain." I said

"No la. Now I press like that not pain right? That means not pain la." she said

"Then I push wait Dr Tan come and sew I can feel also cos I can feel on the right side!" I said

"No, not pain la." she said.

Tsk. How can be not pain????

In any case, Dr Tan came in not soon after and baby was out at 315pm.

So here's the latest addition to our family, Baby Kaitlyn.