We stayed in our private room with four of our close friends while I waited to get to 3cm dilated. You can read more about that in Elijah’s Birth Story. Those felt like the shortest and longest hours of my life! My contractions were ridiculously painful and until I had reached 3cm I was not allowed to get the epidural. Sadly, reaching that point also meant moving to another room and saying goodbye to our friends, who had until that point, been extremely supportive and helpful. I didn’t want to leave and I definitely wanted the epidural!
The labour ward was nice but I had to share with another lady who was waiting to give birth too. Things seemed to be moving along much more slowly for her because I got into the room way after her but left before her. Even after delivering Elijah, we saw that same lady still lying in the labour ward waiting.
During our (short) wait in the labour ward, I was given the epidural and some food to eat. The meal was small but appreciated. I was starting to feel weak by 8am because I had gone into labour at 2:30am and had not eaten since the night before. I didn’t want to eat but I need to. I had one of those boazi (Chinese dumplings) that you see in the picture above. It is basically bread filled with meat.
The third and final room was the delivery ward. As soon as I was told I had reached 10cm, I immediately started to get scared. I expected to wait in the labour ward for quiet some time, but Elijah had other plans and he was ready to come out and meet us!