I didn’t plan to have a baby with my husband, and when I realised I was pregnant, my family thought I was too young to have a baby. But my dad was seriously ill and wanted a grandchild, and my husband and I wanted to be parents. We decided to go ahead and this decision made me and my family grow together.
The birth wasn’t easy. My baby, Tsz Kui, didn’t arrive by her due date. After 10 hours of labour pains and leaking amniotic fluid for too long, I needed an urgent C-Section. Right after I gave birth I only saw her for a few minutes before she was taken to an infant incubator. Both baby and I had a fever, so it was two days later when I hugged and breastfed my baby for the first time. That was a wonderful and memorable moment.
My wound was still painful when I was released from hospital and after a week it was found to be inflamed. The doctor immediately arranged for me to go back to hospital to have the wound cleaned and dressed. At that time, my husband had to take care of Tsz Kiu and she had to stop drinking breast milk and change to formula.
When I left hospital, I spent every day feeding her, changing nappies, cleaning my wound etc. Then when my baby was 3 weeks old, I suddenly got a fever and was sent to hospital again. At first the doctor thought it was mastitis, so let me go home to rest. But things did not improve and after 10 days they found that I was infected with E-coli, and bacteria had entered my bloodstream causing nephritis. I needed to stay in hospital again.