Saira Hayat Khan

See this nappy hair? You can credit that to my 3 month old. =) (more…)

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A C-section has always been a very scary thing for me. The unease of one has been planted in my mind from watching one of the strongest people I know, undergo the surgery and then recover from it. It was by no means easy. Through her experience, I’ve acquired the fear and carried it with me from before I got married.

After labouring for 4 full days, morning and night, no epidural, no pain management, no sleep, no food, induction, manual stretching to get me to dilate (in which I only reached 1cm in 4 days) and cervix checks – I was defeated. I had my mind set on a natural delivery which is what got me through every excruciating contraction over 80 hours.  Finding out I had to go through the surgery traumatized me in the moment like nothing I had ever felt before. Go figure – the surgery entails the doctor cutting through 7 layers, removing your insides to get to your uterus, then cutting that open, to pull out a baby – all while you’re awake. =/ (more…)

It’s now 4pm. It’s been 4 hours since I’ve started the oxytocin. I was told that after 9 counts – I should be in full fledged labour. SPOILER ALERT: I ended up with 92 counts by the end.

Whatever I was experiencing, was manageable. My brothers and sisters in law came by. They brought food – I had some soup and snuck in a bite of a bagel. No solids allowed when you’re on oxytocin due to the threat of choking – or something like that.  (more…)

I’m writing part 2 from bed. Its 2:15pm and I’m currently pumping. Raaya is alone with her Daadi today. Burhan and I are the only ones who watch her but his mom has been in LA for the last month and a half so we thought we’d give the two of them some bonding time.

Anyways – lets get right into it.

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Today marks day 71 since I became a mom.

Sunday December 18, 2016, 4:03pm – my perfect baby girl, Raaya Nooreen Ehsan, made her entrance into the world. Coming in 2.5, almost 3 weeks early – every step of the journey surprised me and was nothing I could prepare for.

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