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Treća beba, prvi dani | Third baby – First days

Kada je stigla Ljubica, najduže čekana(prešli smo termin) to je bila neopisiva radost, pogotovo jer je rođena na našu godišnjicu zabavljanja. Prelepa mala devojčica se konačno rodila. Dani u porodilištu prošli su mi u smejanju, pričanju sa cimerkama, nije bilo nikakvih komplikacija, osećala sam se fenomenalno pogotovo jer ni ranu nisam imala. Kada su me dovezli u sobu odma sam ustala sama, bez njihove pomoći i legla. Ležala sam samo dok su bile u sobi sestre, čim su otišle sam ustala i otišla u kupatilo. Bila sam super, niti mi se vrtelo u glavi, niti me je bilo šta bolelo. Kao da se nisam upravo porodila. Sela sam na krevet, pored sobe je prošla sestra. Videla me da sedim i javila se. Kasnije, ta ista sestra ulazi u sobu, dolazi do mog kreveta i kaže:

„Evo vašeg dečaka.“

Ja kroz smeh kažem nije to moja beba, ona se izvinjava i okreće prema cimerki koja kaže to je moja beba. Sestra kaže izvinite tek sam došla, nisam bila u smeni kad ste se porađale pa sam mislila da je tvoja. Ja reko ne ja sam se porodila pre sat, dva, u tom momentu nisam ni znala koliko je sati ali znam od prilike da je tako jer su me prevezli iz sale. Ona kaže:

„Skoro ste se porodili i sedite na krevetu?“

Ja pogledah začuđeno, rekoh:

„Da, što je to čudno?“ Pa kaže:

„Nisam do sad videla ženu da se porodi pre dva sata i da odma sedi i šeta.“

Ja joj kažem:

„Ja sam trećerotka, to za mene ne važi i nasmejem se.“

Sestra se nasmeja i kaže:

„Sad ću da vam donesem vašu bebu.“ Ne prođe 5min eto moje devojke, malene, slatke, buckaste, došla ona kod mene da se grlimo. Prođe neko vreme, dođe vreme za spavanje, meni se ne spava, samo bi je mazila, grlila, ljubila…. Došla je sestra da pita jel želim da dam bebu u box da bi spavala.

„Ne, ne spava mi se, neka je kod mene, spavaću pored nje.“

Celu noć nisam spavala, samo sam je gledala. Pored nas u sobi je bila neka žena koja se porodila,psihički nestabilna, pretila kako će da pobegne iz porodilišta sa bebom, kako će da pobije sve bebe. Naravno, nije nam bilo svejedno, pa kad bi bile posete ili smo nosile bebe u box ili bi neka od nas bila u sobi da ih čuva dok se druga ne vrati. To je trajalo dok interventna nije došla, odvela je na psihijatriju i oduzela bebu. Jako je žalosno to što se desilo,ali bolje tako nego beba da ispašta, to je bio cirkus, šta je ona sve napravila, mogla bi da Vam pišem i pišem.. No, svima je laknulo kada su je odveli. Mogli smo na miru da uživamo sa bebama. Ta tri dana smo bile zajedno stalno. Došao je i dan da idemo kući. Dobile smo zeleno svetlo i počela sam da se pakujem. Muž je došao po nas. Kući su nas dočekali svekar, sin i ćerka. Uželeli su me se naravno, kao i ja njih. Izgrlili smo se, svekar je pitao:

„Kako si?“ Ja reko:

„Kao da dolazim sa odmora a ne iz porodilišta, ništa me ne boli samo sam sad već posle tri dana umorna, nisam baš spavala.“

Uzela sam sa skuvam čorbu, koju sam ostavila na ringli i otišla da nahranim bubicu i zaspala sa njom. Koliko sam bila umorna, muž me je jedva probudio. Kada sam se probudila reko je zamalo hitnu da zovem, 15 minuta te budim, ne reaguješ. Stvarno nisam čula ništa. Čorba je zamalo zagorela ali sam je na vreme sklonila. Danima sam pokušavala da se naspavam, nekad i ručak nisam spremala od umora a niko nije hteo da me probudi, beba je bila predobra, spavala je samnom. Nije imala ni grčiće. Danas ima skoro punih 5 meseci i idalje je predobra, spava, jede, smeje se….

When Ljubica arrived, the longest-awaited (we passed the term), it was an indescribable joy, especially since she was born on our anniversary. A beautiful little girl is finally born. The days in the maternity ward were spent laughing, talking to roommates, there were no complications, I felt phenomenal especially since I didn’t even have a wound. When they brought me into the room, I got up on my own, without their help and lay down. I only lay there while they were in the nurses’ room, as soon as they left I got up and went to the bathroom. I was great, it didn’t hurt in my head or hurt anything. It’s like I just didn’t give birth. I sat on the bed, my sister walked past the room. She saw me sitting and answered. Later, the same sister enters the room, comes to my bed and says:

„Here’s your boy.“

I say through laughter it’s not my baby, she apologizes and turns to her roommate who says it’s my baby. Sister says sorry I just came, I wasn’t on shift when you were giving birth so I thought it was yours. I almost didn’t give birth an hour or two ago, at that moment I didn’t even know what time it was, but I know from the opportunity that it was because they transported me from the hall. She says:

„You almost gave birth and are sitting on the bed?“

I looked surprised, said:

„Yeah, what’s so weird?“ Well says:

„I have never seen a woman give birth two hours ago and sit and walk right away.“

I tell her:

„I’m a third, that’s not true for me and I smile.“

The nurse laughed and said:

„I’m going to bring your baby now.“ It doesn’t take 5min for my girl, little, sweet, chubby, she came to me for a hug. It’s been awhile, it’s bedtime, I’m not asleep, just cuddling, hugging, kissing … My sister came to ask if I wanted to put the baby in the box to sleep.

„No, I don’t sleep, let her stay with me. I’ll sleep next to her.“

I didn’t sleep all night, I just watched it. Beside us in the room was a woman who gave birth, mentally unstable, threatening to escape from the maternity ward, killing all the babies. Of course, we didn’t care, so when there were visits, we either carried the babies in the box or one of us would be in the room to guard them until the other returned. This lasted until the intervention came, took her to psychiatry and took the baby. It is very sad that it happened, but better than the baby giving out, it was a circus, what she did, I could write and write to you .. But everyone was relieved when she was taken. We were able to enjoy the babies alone. Those three days we were together all the time. The day has come for us to go home. We got the green light and I started packing. A husband came for us. We were greeted at home by a father-in-law, a son and a daughter. They wanted me, of course, as I did. We hugged each other, the father-in-law asked:

„How are you?“ I said:

„It’s like coming from a vacation and not a maternity ward. Nothing hurts me. I’m just tired after three days. I didn’t really sleep.“

I took a stew with it, which I left on the plate and went to feed the bug and fell asleep with it. How tired I was, my husband barely woke me up. When I woke up, it was almost urgent to call, 15 minutes wake you up, not responding. I really heard nothing. The broth was almost burnt but I removed it in time. For days I tried to get some sleep, sometimes I didn’t even prepare my lunch from tiredness and nobody wanted to wake me up, the baby was too good, she slept with me. She didn’t even have cramps. She’s almost 5 months old today and she’s still too good, sleeping, eating, laughing….