My Birthday at the Birthing Room
When World War III rages in my belly …
In lieu of birthday party, I organised my labour and postpartum bag.
In lieu of birthday trip, I inched my way to the labour and delivery room.
In lieu of birthday invitation, I was invited in and later sent back home by the midwife.
In lieu of birthday dress, I donned a hospital gown.
In lieu of birthday candles, I had contractions blowing me hard.
In lieu of birthday hymn, I heard my own whimper.
In lieu of birthday presents, I had wires and tubes.
In lieu of birthday flowers, I was hooked up to all machines.
In lieu of birthday balloons, I had my water membranes ruptured.
In lieu of birthday cake, I had pain relievers.
In lieu of birthday card, I was given a gas mask.
In lieu of birthday greetings, I waited for full cervix dilation.
In lieu of birthday treat, I prepared for few deep-breathing techniques.
In lieu of birthday guests, I was surrounded by midwives and nurses and obstetrician.
In lieu of birthday wish, I felt the urge to push.
In lieu of birthday delight, I reached the zenith of labour pains.
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"Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body."-- Elizabeth Stone
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