An Uneventful Birth Story

My firstborn, Kevin’s birth was uneventful. In fact, he did not even appear on the due date. The said day, I got up from bed, as usual, nursed the much-needed cup of coffee, ran my morning routine without any noticeable pregnancy hindrances wondering all the while what is happening inside my gigantic tummy.

The baby is still comfy, hasn’t made a peep, even not so much as a tiny movement. I flexed my muscles most carefully and decided to do some cooking to lighten up my grumpy mood.  I am in my element when playing Domestic Goddess. It relaxes me when the spices are put together and the vegetables are neatly cut ready to go to the stove to turn itself into a comfortable dish. That morning, I ended up cooking our Biriyani (very Indian), some curry chicken and a vegetable dish (can’t remember what now). Still no sign of any stirring inside or contractions (At this point, I was almost hoping for one). I went upstairs and took a nice warm bath and changed my clothes as if that is going to wake up the baby and gave us some action.

No, he wasn’t least bit bothered.

I had gestational diabetes when I was pregnant. My Doctors considered mine as a high-risk pregnancy. They advised me that I should not go past my due date due to the risk of baby’s size and hence a traumatic delivery and other complications. They needed me to call them on the due date if I do not land myself in the ER on my own accord. So, late morning, I made the call. The nurse in charge at the Triage asked me to join a short waiting list until one of their beds will be free. So, I waited, again. This time for a bed.

An Uneventful Birth Story


Birth story of my first born

Finally, the call came and we picked up our packed bags and drove to the hospital. At Labor and Delivery, I changed my clothes and put on a lifeless and colorless robe which looked like it could fall off any time from my oversized body. But sure, that would have been least of my concerns at that moment.

Obstetrician on call checked in, felt my pulse, checked the baby and in the most generic way, comforted me saying that ‘it all looks fine’. Sure it is, that is why I am wondering what the hell is happening and why my water is still holding together. No action. Great, even my husband is looking little bored now. Wait, Is he yawning? He better not. I muttered in my head like a crazy woman. Geez, I am also bored. I realized. This is not what I expected in my first ever labor? I thought it was going to be action packed just like we see in TV and movies.  I would be screaming like someone possessed. But a tiny voice in my head quivered- ‘don’t push it, you hate pain’. Oh okay, whatever. I calmed down.

A woman came to stand by my bedside. She (maybe a Nurse?) was smiling. ‘Vinma, we are going to break your water and then we will see how it goes, alright?’ I mutely nodded my head. Everything thereafter started getting a little fuzzy for me to recollect. I sensed pain finally.  The nurse and the Doctor interns got to work on me and set me up on IV and I heard somebody declaring in the background. ‘Yes, this lady is ready to go’. Ready to go where? I thought a little confused.

I was lifted off the bed by unseen hands and I barely noticed my husband standing close to me with my hospital bags in hand. A voice in my ears. ‘Vinma, I am your Nurse today and we are going to take you to the birthing suite, okay?’ I nodded again.

Geez, why are these people so bossy? Some uncomprehending part of my brain wailed inside. With great effort, I opened my dry mouth and asked, ‘Where is my husband?’. ‘I am right here’, he called out. Why is he yelling? I mused.

The pregnancy hormones raged inside me and started invading my mind and body.I started feeling disoriented and groggy.  The contractions started coming alive slowly and I started fighting off the pain.
It is funny even to think about the final moments before the two of us turned to three and the impatience we both felt in our own ways in counting the minutes before we get to hold Kevin in our arms for the first time and to see his beautiful face. Later, I realized that I was highly medicated due to the Induction procedure performed on me and I was having an out of body experience at L&D. Strange. Once at the birthing suite, Kevin must have probably decided that it is no longer fair to make his Mom and Dad wait any longer.

He produced himself to the world almost instantly after that.

At least, that is what I felt. But later they would tell me that altogether the birthing took seven hours!

 I am not sure if I was in shock when I finally got to see him. I remember feeling choked up with emotions. Kevin was oblivious to all the attention that he was getting and decided to sleep (AGAIN) right away as soon as he got his ‘skin to skin’ with Mommy.

My husband at first was gawking at him (I am pretty sure) and then he looked flustered and later his face changed to an expression full of love (which I never got to see previously in the three years of our marriage, unsurprisingly!). But I forgave him. I was even ready to forgive Osama Bin Laden at that moment! I smiled broadly at no one in particular (My husband said later that I had this goofy smile on my face due to the effect of all the sedatives I was getting).

I admitted to myself later at night that I did a really good job during the labor except for the part that I was acting a bit weird (I blame the drugs). I marveled at the way the day started very quietly and yet here I am in the hospital bed with a piece of my own flesh and blood sleeping in the bassinet. Yes, Kevin’s birth was very uneventful and almost to the point of boring (remember the yawning?) but his presence has turned our life into anything but uneventful- interesting, eventful, surprising and unexpected, fun, roller-coaster ride and simply spectacular and beautiful…


What’s your birth story with your first ever born?




  1. πŸ™‚ wow! I read this like i read a thriller! No offence, it is a very sincere compliment! It is such a precious, personal experience, i am really glad you shared it with us! πŸ™‚

    1. It might sound like a ‘thriller’ now but at that time, I felt like I am performing in a ‘no action whatsoever’ movie with basically nothing going on. BORING!!! Thank you fro stopping by πŸ™‚

  2. Both of my births were more eventful than I would have liked πŸ™‚ They were both c-sections, but I labored with both of them. I love your photo and birth story!

    1. Oh no..Thank fully, I did not have to go through c-section. That must have been hard for you πŸ™
      Thank you for sharing your thoughts here.

  3. helo vinma…your lil one is adorable and the way u narrated ur experience is awesome.when i read ur experince…i was wondering is this the same old vinma whom i know frm my school days.As some body said above…i didnt go thru all this as i had c-section for both. As u said, when i saw my first baby…the feeling is sooooo wondeful that i donn know how to explain..that was truly a wonderful one each and every mom will have for sure.Any ways KEEP WRITING AND MAY GOD BLESS U ALL.

    1. Lovely to read your words Dhanya. How lucky I am to have my school days friend who happens to read my blog and taking her valuable time to comment from her busy life? please know that it means so much πŸ™‚

  4. Sadly our first child was stillborn at 35 weeks. I don’t remember much of it to be honest other than them saying she had passed, then telling me I’d have to deliver. Five days passed and somehow I gave birth.

    Our son was born 11 months later and it was painfully beautiful. He was born at 38 weeks and took 3 hours of labouring and 15 hours of dilating lol.

    i too had GD which was horrible taking insulin blah! Your son is beautiful. Stop by (I found you from mommy blogs)

  5. Sadly our first born was stillborn at 35 weeks. I don’t remember anything from the moment they said she passed till the moment i delivered five days later.

    Our son was born healthy 11 months later. My water was broken then 2 hours later he was born. I was in labour for 17 hours. He is now 2 months old.

    Found you from mommy blogs please stop by my site πŸ™‚ (but read this first

    1. Angie! Thank you so much for stopping by. I read your beautiful blog and all I can say are some inadequate words- ‘I am so sorry for your loss’. But I do thank god for blessing you with one child and making your life worthwhile again. I will keep visiting your place, I promise πŸ™‚

  6. What a lovely story. Mine was quite a bit longer. I went into labor a little after 2 am on December 26th and finally had my beautiful Alex via C section at 5:48 pm December 27th. Lots of drugs and out of body experiences in between. In fact there was a moment where I literally spoke to someone who wasn’t in the room. My son’s father asked me who I was talking to and embarrassed, I just clammed up. It was crazy, but beautiful. I’ll have to share it more deeply some time. I loved reading your story about Kevin. πŸ™‚ Have a lovely day!

  7. I won’t go into my whole story of my first child’s birth but she was 12 days late to start out with. I mistook my early labor pains for a need to go to the bathroom. From the very beginning of labor my pains were 5 minutes apart. This does not help a first time mom know when its time to go to the hospital. I went twice and they sent me back home because I hadn’t progressed enough. After 36 hours of labor I finally held my first beautiful daughter in my arms….yes 36 hours of labor. But that’s okay…it was all worth it.

  8. Aaaw…Lovely birth story. Thanks for sharing. Beautiful photo. I’m a new GFC follower from Aloha hop. =0)

  9. Thank you so much for the visit. Good to know of your upcoming event. I would be honored to do a guest post about the birth.. will visit your blog to know more. Thank you again πŸ™‚

  10. Happy Weekend. Time to visit and follow.
    Visit from Friday blog hop.
    I’m your new follower.
    Would be great if you stop by and link up your blog.
    Have a nice day.

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