Young Single Mom's

Postpartum

after I finished cleaning myself, I returned to my usual activities at home. Until the day grew and my stomach began to feel heartburn.

I waited until night and it felt the same. While my large family has been swiftly gathered in my small house to accompany my labor later.

At midnight, the frequency of pain increases. Up until now, I began to moan withstanding the pain as my stomach tightened. However, I did not immediately rush to the clinic either. I decided to wait until morning because the distance of the pain was still not too close.

I was really nervous, but I saw my whole family standing by me. It gives me my own power.

I stay in my bed. Whatever position I do still does not reduce the pain. All night I woke up until I was tired. My eye bags are blackened, my hair is messy. Plus my appetite is gone too. I vomit every time I put food in my mouth.

"You must keep eating, Ra, so it will be strong! It's her angel tea!" She gave me a cup of warm tea.

"But why am I so nauseous, Mom? gini if you want to be born? Mom used to be like this?" I'm trying to dig up information about labor on Mom.

"Your mother was never. Pregnant people have different experiences Ra." Mother gave an explanation according to her knowledge.

After drinking tea. I also walk in front of the house. My 2nd aunt accompanied me. It is said that walking facilitates the labor process. I walked around for hours hoping to speed up the delivery.

My energy is starting to drain. My family was even more worried because it had been so long but there was no progress as well.

"Son, we're going to the clinic right now!" He decided to take me to a nearby clinic to confirm his condition.

"Yes sir." Mother and aunt were ready to bring maternity equipment. They helped me get in the car.

It didn't take long to get to the clinic. I arrived at the clinic at exactly 8 a.m. There's no queue at all, I got a delivery room right away. One of the nurses also helped fill out the registration form very kindly.

"Sorry Mba, I can't fill this form with complete data." Aunt Nda is busy at the registration section because mom is busy accompanying me in the maternity room.

"Is there anything missing, ma'am?" The nurse looked confused, but she asked in a polite tone.

"This patient is separated from her husband, so I can't fill in her husband's data now."

"But the husband's data as a guarantor."

"Can be filled in the data of his parents right? Her parents will vouch for her."

"Mom if her parents are willing. Later I will help tell the registrar here." he seemed to understand my condition.

A midwife checked my condition. It turns out that still opening 2 which means the journey taken is still very far to reach the 10th opening.

"Later 12 I check again ma'am."

The nurse told me to wait while walking up and down the stairs again around the clinic.

I looked at my family who were with me at the clinic. In my sad heart, I and my future son are fighting to risk our safety and our lives. Meanwhile, Aryo is preparing for her marriage to another woman. In general, the husband is the one who accompanies his wife in the labor process. Isn't that normal for pregnant women? but even normal things like that I can't get.

I kept going for a walk, waiting for the duration of the contract to be faster. However, his contract did not show any change. My mother began to panic because it had passed the day of the birth forecast or commonly referred to as (hpl). Afraid of anything happening with her delivery.

I waited until the appointed time. Hungry, tired, sleepy all mixed into one. Not to mention feeling the pain of the stomach when it is tight, hmmmm really very delicious. About dizziness and nausea? ah just ignore it.

"New add 1 Mom, later at 4 I check again yes. Don't worry, stay positive thinking don't think weird!"

Midwife encouraged me to stay strong. Soon I will meet the first love I've been waiting for. Even I had to forget about his fatigue and keep moving - the road hopes his contract will be faster as well as the opening.

"New kok added a little, ma'am? I'll check again at 20:00. But, if the example has not been added also forced to be referred to the hospital huh Ma'am?"

"Should the operation?"

"Hopefully no ma'am, pray for normalcy. Because this is also past hpl, right, ma'am? fear that there will be conditions that we do not want. The mother and baby were also exhausted from yesterday feeling her contract." My eyes immediately glazed over hearing the Midwife's words. I'm worried about having an operation. Besides being afraid, I also thought about the problem of costing more than normal labor.

"No papa Ma'am. Don't be sad, stay excited! Now all I have to think about is Mom's safety as good as her." The midwife rubbed my shoulders to encourage me.

My spirit is growing, this time I force to swallow food and also walk up and down the stairs more often than before so that it will be stronger during labor. I kept doing it until the time showed at 20:00.

"This is not yet added Mom, we must immediately go to the hospital!"

"Can't you wait anymore, Mba?" I still wish I could have a normal delivery at the clinic.

"Mother's condition is not possible. My dad did not go to the hospital, Mom. Don't be afraid!" The midwife kept trying to persuade me to go to the hospital. He was also worried about my situation.

"Okay Mba, what about Buk?" I agree with the words of the midwife. Then ask for an opinion from Mom.

"Yes, this is for Ra's life." Mom nodded her head.

"You're going to a public hospital or a maternity ward, ma'am? let me help you take care of the referral."

"Where do you think it's better to go Mba?" I asked the Midwife's opinion.

"If I think mending in a special maternity hospital to be handled directly. If in the general hospital, the fear of service is less than the maximum. Not to mention now it's covid, so it must be complicated the handling process." Yes, in times of pandemics are usually in public hospitals, patients who enter have to go through several stages of tests. While that all does not allow for my current condition.

"Later if there asked about the data of the husband again how dong Mba?"

"No papa, I'll help you tell the officer there later. Don't worry, Mom." The midwife seemed very sincere in helping me while I was in the clinic all day. It really made me and my family comfortable there.