Geschreven door Tiany Kiriloff
It’s been a bit crazy lately as our little girl Otilia decided to enter this world 10 days earlier than foreseen…
I still had truckloads of tasks to execute and intended on writing some mind-boggling great posts those last two weeks… but the munchkin in my belly decided otherwise.
Story is my water broke in the middle of the night at around 3AM. I started my puffing and continued doing so until 8AM. Hubby dear and I then decided to head to the hospital and once there contractions pretty much stopped, apparently little Miss O. had intentions to call it a day and just stay put in my safe little womb.
Giving birth to baby Otilia hurt like hell, as I’m one of those epidural disbelievers and tend to do things the oldskool way. I roared and grunted like a beast and tried bending my body into the most unnatural poses for the sake of relieving the excruciating painful contractions that induced birth.
At a certain point the Kirilove had become a hybrid of an orang-utan and the spookiest of White Walkers from Game of Thrones. Not a pretty sight, I guarantee you and still my hubby dear loves me unconditionally, now that’s what I call some kind of wonderful!
The heaviest contractions started at 7PM, luckily by 8:12PM baby love finally decided to come into this world. It was my husband that congratulated me on bringing a baby girl to life, somehow I wasn’t really thinking about the gender as I was still totally focused on pushing the baby out of my body… ouch again!
Giving birth is really something special and I have this love-hate relationship with it as it’s beautiful and the most natural thing in life, but still a bit embarrassing as all of a sudden all your private parts stop being private and you become all primitive and completely ‘revealed’, so nothing your hubby dear doesn’t get to see (I’m hereby sparing you the nasty & shocking details…).
Giving birth is something exceptional and somehow you forget all the discomforts & the pain very quickly. It’s pure magic and total relief & joy when they present you to your newborn and you get to cuddle up to your baby, even when your legs are still spread wide open and a nagging pain hits you every now and then from down under, as 'things' are still going on there (the afterbirth, the eventual tearing up and so on).
I know I was a major nag during the 38 weeks of my pregnancy and that I complained about crazy painful baby kicks, multiple discomforts and my immobile pregnancy state continuously, but truth is… I’d definitely do it all again! I’m currently so in love with the little wonder that I already feel like conceiving a 4th kid already, but maybe it’s just the crazy hormones raving through my veins.
Guess I’m pretty much aware of the fact that time flies and that this little bundle of joy will grow way too fast, so I’ve been spending my past 4 weeks just contemplating little Otilia and taking pics on a daily base. I adore her little grunts & her snorting that makes her sound like a baby whale, her cute jerky movements, I could in times devour her and find myself kissing her from head to toe. A love so big and so unconditional it is. It’s the joy of having an offspring and I wouldn’t want to miss it for anything in the world.