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Will begin from far away. PDR to me put on March 3. After New year began to visit a regional maternity welfare unit each two weeks, and to the doctor at whom was going to give birth, went each 3 weeks (clinic of obstetrics at MMA of Sechenov).

Very much was afraid not to distinguish the beginning of childbirth, (as it became clear later, it is not unreasonable) and wanted to lay down in maternity hospital a little bit in advance.

And so on February 6 (the 36th week), during the next visit to Sechenovka, my doctor tells me: “You will give birth earlier, and it is necessary to lay down right now! Disclosure 2 fingers... Let`s put droppers with ginipraly to stop premature birth!“ Also confirms my fears about the mucous stopper which departed on the 34th week. Moreover, finds out by phone that in office of pathology of pregnant there are no places and as home it is impossible for me in any way, decides to put me directly in patrimonial! You represent my state - one arrived to maternity hospital, on the subway, I was sent to reception and told that someone has to take away all things. Horror! I call the husband - I say that I remain to give birth. He, of course, from the first does not trust, I already cry with fear... Believed...

B reception to me were given a state shabby dressing gown, rubber slippers and a disposable shirt (for the lack of all this with themselves). The benefit though I shaved at home - trained, wanted to ask the doctor whether “Obmenka“ and the certificate with themselves will drive so on childbirth

, there are no copies of the passport and insurance, do (the copier is), take from me 20 rubles for services. While made out, there arrived the husband, there is to him such all beautiful - a dressing gown which once was green, slippers others, roar... Said goodbye, he leaves, and I on the elevator am carried in patrimonial on the second floor. I come into the huge room, 5 or 6 beds stand a semicircle, on one girl groans - gives birth. Speak to me supposedly lay down on next. Right there put a catheter in a vein and behave so as if I will give birth.

It appears p, in vain I am afraid, all of them know, know that me Valentina Ivanovna put that to me early that I for the sake of a dropper here... Also I lie with a dropper about two hours there, during this time the neigbour was taken away to give birth, and I heard golosochek the kid, brought one more later, but my doctor came and joyfully reported that she “beat out“ to me the bed released in “pathology“. And again carried me on the elevator, already on 4 - y the floor. And here I will spend at least two weeks, to 38 - oh...

In chamber of 6 people, but to days off I remain one... Almost “luxury“: five empty beds, refrigerator and TV. There passed also the next week - doctors decide to allow to go home me for the weekend, having given the same giniprat in tablets, on Monday morning I come back. Waited for one more Friday, again I gather home, I call Valentina Ivanovna: “Come to look on a chair, and that I home want!“ And she, appears, at home, is ill, says that the ward doctor let will look and will solve. And that as gave out to me: “No, I will not allow to go home you, you will give birth today!“ Reva... It is reinsured, and I sit all days off here...

I entertain myself calculation of time between false contractions Meanwhile - intervals different, and even in general I will forget about them though pulls already as before monthly. Evening, my neigbours (by the way, pregnant women already on the second time) all are interested in intervals and intensity of fights and advise to call the doctor on duty, and I drink tea with a chocolate.

Time - about 19. 00. I wait still, it becomes terrible. The neigbour leaves in a corridor, and I see what communicates with someone from midwifes, and that says that she will call the doctor now. Handed over me, well...

the very young girl Comes, asks who has fights here and calls on a chair. Looks and reports that I give birth! Still reports that I have “a flat bubble“, from - for it weak contractions and a neck does not open, it is necessary to puncture. Told, to call the doctor, to do an enema and in a shower!

I Write

to the husband on ICQ that went to give birth (he does not trust again), I call the doctor, then mother, the midwife on an enema comes to call then... I collect a bag, a shower, I go on a post with a bottle of water and phone... “I am ready!“

Again elevator. Again. I smile. Valentina Ivanovna meets: “You give birth or feign?“ The second floor - here I already was therefore it is not so terrible. Time - about 20. 30.

Two beds are busy with

, I lay down on the third, a catheter, survey. It appears while I gathered, opening became 6 cm. From an enema, probably! Put a catheter in a vein (it everything put just in case to enter drugs which will be necessary therein). And then puncture a bubble... And now I already together with all am sure that I give birth - I begin to shout on the first fight and from such unexpected beginning I ask anesthesia. Valentina Ivanovna asks: “You will shout so all the time?!“ Painfully...

Enter some anesthetic, spinal do not even offer - I so understood that here it only according to indications. Told that now it will be easier, you will doze... What there! In a couple of minutes (or perhaps and less - not to hours was) I understand that medicine did not help, pain all same, but I already think: “All right, it is possible to suffer. Just there is no place to disappear!“ Began to follow an example of the neigbour (she all - here longer than mine): during fight deeply and with a sound to breathe, groan, but it is quiet. Suggested to resemble, but it seemed to me, what will be worse, and I did not become. Here zatoshnit me - it is impossible to eat before childbirth, and I both a lunch, and a dinner, and a chocolate of a streskal...

wanted to be written Then, brought “duck“, went down from a bed, sat over it, nausea it seems left. The doctor advised to sit so far there and to make an effort on fight that it was easier, and the head at small that “was implanted“ somewhere... Again on a bed, looks, disclosure 10! I am surprised: as quickly, time 21 more. 30. I thought that I here on all night long! I rejoice (as far as it is possible in my situation). Even at heart I begin to hope that everything will end quicker, than promised stories about childbirth on the Internet.

Valentina Ivanovna gives to

instructions into the account of how I will make an effort, on the following fight allows to try... Here it! I try! Badly... Poorly. And not there, of course... On fight I think that there are no forces any more to suffer: now will pass, and I will ask to anesthetize as - nibud. Passes - I think that I will suffer once more. And so several times. Valentina Ivanovna “demands“ to try to make an effort again, I try - already best of all, but is all the same weak. Generally, learned for several times, it to me somehow pressed legs to a stomach that better it turned out... And here the most interesting... I feel that at last a dochurkina the head “was implanted“, but it seemed to me that it already practically between legs, and at this moment the doctor says that we go to give birth. And time - that 22. 00! The first that I thought that I will be in time today, but not on February 23, and the second - as I have to get independently in this state on a wheelchair? Forced somehow...

Arrived (I do not even know how this room) is called there, so a big table (more precisely two, on the second my neigbour from the first round room already lay). Again forced to get. And there - me it seems to the people now, the person 10 only around me... Including my doctor and the midwife (the woman large, with big hands), I did not even understand the others who... Also all began to shout at me - to make an effort to force, and I say to them that there are no forces any more, but somehow forced - from the third time there was a head (as report in movies, “hairy what!“). And I so tried, blinked, afraid that if now does not leave, then I will not be able to make an effort so strongly any more. They began to shout at me again: “Open eyes! Watch how it appears!“ To the fourth there was all Sashulka.

A further I very strange behaved. I hear that she shouts, but I so was afraid that there will be no placenta that began to ask the midwife that I, likely, need to make an effort still instead of looking at the daughter. The placenta separated without problems, then to Sashk rubbed off slightly - slightly and put to me on a breast - black (why so it seemed to me?), beautiful and all as if in the sticky liquid test... I speak: “Such small!“ And the doctor answers: “Can back? Let still will grow up?“

Sashka was taken away to weigh and wash (by the way, time of sorts 22. 20!), and Valentina Ivanovna asks: “For the boy still you will come?“ I answer: “Yes!“ Probably, it has this question like the test...

Tore, of course, (cut more precisely) but I foreknew, that there the child just like that will not pass - if for me even a problem to enter a mirror on surveys. So I not really was upset, well, healed long, well, could not sit several days, and on the second childbirth I will not do without section from - for a seam now - but all this trifles. I am happy. And I am proud that gave birth to the daughter! And I thank God that did not suffer at the time of delivery, and I do not speak how some women, even after a while that “nevermore!“