#mommytakeover

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My pregnancy was smooth and easy. I was fully active doing household work, cooking everything till the day of my delivery, roaming around every weekend, watching endless movies with husband. Those 9 months were really fun and i miss that time.
But the day which still give me nightmares is my delivery day. It was a regular day, did all my chores n was getting ready to sleep when i started having mild pain in my back. I thought its just gas as there were still 15 days to my due date.
We had checkup scheduled d next day so dint pay much attention. Nxt day during checkup, doc did internal checkup and asked me to get admitted. My water dint break, no mucous plug nothing came out but i was admitted.
Whole night my pain was 15 min apart but nthng happnd, so next day on 1st december early morning i was induced. My gaec gave so many fluids to induce labor, but dint lemme eat or drink water since the previous night. I was already 12 hrs in, on empty stomach being induced and in bone breaking pain.
But my madam was not ready to cone down. So gynaec ruptured my water bag with scissor and needle and then start the havoc and horrible hours of the day.
Even Aftr 15 hour of labor inducing, pain , my darling daughter was not ready to cone down and I wAs not ready for the epidural.
My gynaec was waiting for normal delivery but chances were 50-50% and me on empty stomach with so much pain was dying, crying, getting unconscious in between.
On top of all my inlaws believed in horoscope too much and they dint want to get surgery done during one particular time of the day, and i could not handle it anymore. I begged my husband and doctor to do C-Sec as i was not able to handle it anymore.
During the time which was completely said no to by my inlaws, my daughter was born. And my gynaec’s first reaction after pulling her out was-Such a tall baby 😜😜
I was semi conscious and could hear everything in the operation room. She dint cry aftr coming out , but did when was patted on butts by the doc. And then i heard her first cry and i fell in love with her the minute her skin touched mine. She is my princess, my angel, my everything and truly love of my life.
Thats why today my company is named aftr her-AMAIRA CRAFTS. Because she s the inspiration behind it.

Be tuned to know how and when Amaira Crafts was started and how she being a toddler lets me do all these craft thing at home.

Share your delivery stories-were they sweet or scary??