continued from When Fetus Ladaga Became Infant Ladaga Part 2 (which is a continuation of When Fetus Ladaga Became Infant Ladaga Part 1)
….By the way, I was able to look at the clock when the baby was born, and even uttered, “12:10 am lumabas si baby.”
I was eagerly awaiting to see my baby, but I admit not as much as I thought I would. I was happy to hear his deep, loud cry, because I read that such cry is excellent and would increase his APGAR score. While some nurses/midwives were cleaning up my baby, some were also cleaning me up. I could feel the filth of my va-jayjay, because when baby came out it’s like a year’s worth of clotted menstruation came out of me too. 
When I (va-jayjay) was clean and sewed up, I was moved to another clean bed (bless you Asian Hospital!), and then the baby was presented to me. While the nurse (? or was it the doctor?) was walking towards me with my baby wrapped in a blanket, my thoughts were running…I remember people telling me that upon laying their eyes on their newborn, they felt that every pain and every sacrifice were worth the tiny baby they see…as Alona (our helper) said: Nawala lahat ng pagod at hirap ko. So I was expecting this magical thing to happen, Read the rest of this entry
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