Pregnancy teaches you many things — patience, strength, surrender, and faith. But one thing it doesn’t teach you is exactly when your world is about to change forever.
I was 36 weeks and 2 days pregnant, completely unaware that it would be the last day of my pregnancy… because the very next morning, my baby girl would finally be in my arms. 🥰
For the last few weeks of my pregnancy, hospital visits had become a regular part of life. Every three days, I went for NSTs (Non-Stress Tests) as advised by my doctor. After crossing 35 weeks, I developed liver function complications along with high bile acid levels, which meant my pregnancy needed close monitoring.
At 36 weeks and 2 days, I was admitted to the hospital for observation. The doctors explained that if my NST results were normal, I would be discharged. But if the results were not satisfactory, labour would need to be induced with medication.
Somewhere deep inside, though, my body had already started preparing for labour naturally.
My final NST was done around 9 PM, and unfortunately, the results were not reassuring. The doctors decided it was safest to proceed with delivery. Around midnight, I was given medicine to induce labour.
After 3 AM, I began feeling contractions.
At first, they were manageable, but within the next few hours, they became stronger, closer, and more intense. Every contraction brought me one step closer to meeting the little soul I had been waiting for all these months.
Then, at exactly 8:13 AM, my little princess arrived. ✨
The doctors had expected the delivery to happen around 11 or 12 noon, but my baby girl clearly had her own plans — she simply couldn’t wait any longer to meet her mama. ❤️
Looking back, my pregnancy journey was far from easy. There were many unexpected challenges along the way — a borderline GTT result in the sixth month, liver complications toward the end, moments filled with panic and uncertainty, and even discussions about a possible C-section when I had strongly hoped for a normal delivery.
There were days when fear completely took over me.
But somehow, through all the uncertainty, everything unfolded beautifully in the end.
Today, both my baby and I are healthy, safe, and doing well — and that is the greatest blessing I could ever ask for.
This journey reminded me that motherhood begins long before birth. It begins in the moments of fear, courage, hope, and unconditional love.
And when I finally held my daughter for the first time, every difficult moment suddenly felt worth it. 💛
— Birth Story shared by Mitali Soni
