Photo: Getty ImagesThe first birth gave me two things: his beloved son and great pride in himself. To think - in the maternity ward I did without screaming and tried to smile, so that the blood vessels in the eyes do not fall. But it was terrible! The terrible cutting pain created the impression that I was being shredded from the inside. Looking into the absolutely round eyes of her husband - and he was with me at a difficult time, I warned that I could not give birth to a child. Yes, at that moment, I thought so, because attempts last and last, the morning is approaching, but the baby is gone! I still gave birth to a baby, but what happened then ... Tears, seams, torment. I could not sit even after discharge, walked around the wall and fainted under the shower. And yet - the endless cry of a hungry child, brought me to tears all 5 days of life in the hospital. In short, pregnant again, I tried not to remember the bitter experience. Moreover, it is considered that it is easier to give birth to a second time.
Without a husband, I'm a scoundrel, and not a whiner
With what I did not get acquainted, giving birth to the first,so it's with false struggles. And in the second pregnancy they overtook me twice, and both of these times I went to the hospital in full confidence that I give birth. But it was not there! After several hours in the hospital, I was sent home. But when it came time to give birth in earnest, I began to doubt, because I did not have any water left. Go to the hospital insisted her husband, he was very afraid that I, as the heroine of the Mexican TV series, give birth directly in the car. And he was right. After examining me, the doctor said: "Darling, now you are giving birth really!" The doctor's words sobered me, the adrenaline splashed in blood from the thought that today I will become my mother for the second time! With courageous steps, I headed for the family unit.
A photo: Getty Images The light, the book, the silence, the washed sheets and the new equipment - all around reminded the events of four years ago. Nostalgia came over me, and I lay down on the sofa, remembering how my son gave birth. But pleasant thoughts were immediately interrupted by a strong fight. Well, everything starts hardcore! As an experienced mother, I started walking around the room from side to side, trying to breathe properly. But this did not help much, the battles intensified. How nevertheless the nature is surprisingly arranged, that the woman completely forgets the infernal pain almost immediately after birth. Now I remembered her! Having given birth to my son, I always wanted to cry. Maybe because there was a husband next to him, and he could at least regret it? This time, my husband was not allowed to enter the family unit because of quarantine, and instead of tears, anger swept over me. When the condition was nearing the presumptive, a doctor came to the ward. After examining me, he said: "There is no disclosure, generic activity, too." And then I was covered - how so? I feel the attempts, the child is about to be born! But the indifferent doctor disappeared in the fog of the corridor, leaving me alone with his pain and despair. I was dragging my feet, I went to the toilet, leaving large drops of blood on the floor ... Fortunately, I did not get to fainting, because I landed successfully on the toilet .
It's good that I know how to push
In these blissful minutes, I finallyI felt that the pain was letting go, giving way to a relaxing tremor. It seems that I even started to fall asleep sitting, but then a whole company of people in white coats came in the ward - morning detour. - Woman, where are you? "I hear a voice behind the door." "Hello, everyone, I have my attempts, most likely." "Come out, we'll see!" "So I can not get up ..." "Well, are we going to look you up right there?" - after these words I got scared and got to the hateful delivery room. It was worth it, because, hardly having got settled, I have heard: - So here the head! You will now become a mother!
A photo: Getty ImagesLiquely chuckling, I informed everyone that I already have a mother and that I know how to push. How good that this time the attempts were not accompanied by a terrible cutting pain, as four years ago! And I was terribly surprised when suddenly they began to congratulate me, - for the first time the process took more than half an hour, and then I even had no time to collect my thoughts. So I gave birth to our beautiful little girl, my charming baby! She cried in a very different voice, not like a brother. "What's her name?" - doctors asked. And I shrugged my shoulders, because for 9 months we have not decided on this. It was embarrassing. Now I know how to answer this question: Dasha. Wonderful, dear Dasha. Was it easier to give birth to a second? Yes, for me. I almost missed the moment when our family replenished, and within two to three hours after delivery could safely walk and did not need the help of a nurse taking a shower. And they discharged me on the third day. And I also wanted to evaluate my figure in the mirror, although 4 years ago it never occurred to me even for a week. And here's what I tell you, dear girls: it was a mistake! If you think that this time your postnatal tummy will miraculously become smaller, then you are greatly mistaken. After the second birth, you will have to wait a little or even sweat to again become a slender nymph.
