1 Year
I remember how everything started. How my hips hurt so bad I can barely walk for a week. I still remember how the pain radiated from my back to my belly like everything is about to burst. How I squirmed at the pregnant girl in the Labor Room who was screaming in pain when I was only 3 cm and mine hurt still tolerably every 10 minutes or so. How I still had a Skype session with my mother-in-law in my every 5 minutes interval of labor. How my husband sneaked some snore while I endured an intense pain and held on to the sheets of my bed. How water came out of me and how we argued that it wasn’t my water bag yet. It was. But it just leaked. How I still had to persuade my mother to come with us to the hospital. How after a few minutes I found myself gripping hard on the handles of the car on our way to the hospital. How I ate my words when I entered the Labor Room because I was almost screaming in pain like the girl I saw earlier. How in like 30 minutes, I was slid into a different be...