When I was pregnant with my first child, my mum took it upon herself to prepare me for labour. Looking back now, I still laugh when I remember everything she told me.
It was about a week to my delivery when I went to see her. Somehow, the conversation moved to labour, and my mum started giving me tips on what to do and what not to do when I got to the labour room.
Honestly, some of the things she was telling me were so much that I started wondering, “Mummy, how do you know all these things?”
She told me how I should behave when the contractions started, how I should breathe, how I should listen to the midwife, and some other things I can't even remember now. She just kept going and going.
At that point, I didn't know how much of what she was saying I would actually remember when the time came. But I listened to her.
Then the day finally came.
When I got to the labour room, I remembered some of the things my mum had told me. I tried to stay calm and follow the instructions I was given. I didn't allow myself to panic too much, and I just kept thinking about what my mum had told me.
And guess what? It worked! I was chanting my mommy said this, my mommy said that
My delivery went so smoothly that, looking back, I sometimes feel like the person who took my delivery just came to carry my baby when he came out.
Of course, I know the midwife did her job and I am grateful for the care I received. But because I was already mentally prepared and I knew some of the things to expect, I didn't give them too much stress.
In fact, I remember that my midwife was surprised at how much I already knew. She probably wondered where I had learnt all those things from and ended up asking if it is truly my first born or I was lying.
Well… my mother do the work, she taught what I need to know.
That experience really made me appreciate mothers and the things they teach us from their own experiences. Sometimes, you may not understand why your mother is telling you certain things. You may even feel she is talking too much. But when the moment comes, you suddenly remember her words.
That was exactly what happened to me. My mum had already prepared me before I entered that labour room.
She gave me the confidence to stay calm and cooperate with the midwife instead of being scared of everything happening around me.
Today, when I think about my first delivery, one of the things I remember most is my mom sitting me down just one week before and giving me my own personal “labour room lecture.”
And honestly, Mummy, you tried, You were not the one that delivered my baby, but you definitely helped prepare me for it.
Sometimes, the advice we think is just our mothers “talking too much” turns out to be exactly what we need when the real moment comes. Mothers really are something else.
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