On the 17th of April 2016, my mother started to be in pain which meant that she was going to have a baby. She grabbed a notebook and started to write down the time when she starts to be in pain. She kept on writing down the time. After 20 minutes, the pain kept on getting quicker and sore. We were all ready and settle just in case it was time to go hospital. I was scared that she might get in so much pain that something might happen to her body and her baby. My mum already packed the baby’s clothes and hers. We had to buy white baby clothes for the baby because we didn’t know what gender it was going to be.
After two pains she said, “I think I'm ready to go to the hospital now!” In a painful tune. We all hopped into the van and my mother went and kissed my great grandma. Tears in her eyes started to drip down as she cried. As she stepped into the van she was in pain again. Driving down to Auckland Hospital she was okay.
We finally arrived at the hospital entrance,where the drop off parking is. My mum went off with my two older brothers (Taniela and Folau) and my third youngest brother(Johnny). My fourth brother(Soane) and I went with my dad because I was scared to see my mother in pain. She tried to walk but she couldn't because this time was a massive pain she had, had.. My cousin and my auntie was there as well for Divine Mercy at Filipo’s dad. They thought that we were here for Divine Mercy as well. Once they saw my mum in pain they stopped and thinked they we were here for something else. My auntie grabbed a wheelchair for her to be pushed in up to level nine where mothers are ready to give birth.
My Dad, brother and I went and parked at the new parking and then went off quickly and went up on the elevator. The elevator stopped, and we walked like racing cars. We got to the room but, I didn't want to go inside because I was afraid.
As my dad open the door I tightly closed my eyes, took a deep breath and forced myself to take that first step into the room. There walking around the bed, trying her best to distract her mind from the pain of the contractions. The nurse asked, ” Would you like the children to leave the room now?” Her response was, “Yes’. I was relieved to hear that. If she had of said ‘no they can stay, I would be have been blocking my ears and biting my teeth like a rat would do so, I sighed and said “lucky me” then, wiped my forehead. The nurse showed us the family room where we could sit down, watch t.v. and wait!
We waited and waited to get a sign from my dad. I was on you tube, and had practically forgotten that I was in hospital. A short time later I saw my dad standing in the doorway. I asked him if mum had already had the baby but his reply was that he needed to go toilet so we all sighed at the same time. He kept on coming to check up on us several times to be sure we were all okay. I began to get worried and thought that maybe something was. I focused my attention on pictures of my mum in her phone. I started to laugh at the funny times we had together.
After 5 minutes, my dad showed up again but in my mind I thought that he was going to tell us something bad. He told me that mum wanted me. I felt like rocks were on top of me feeling tears building up behind my eyes. At that point I was terrified and started to think that maybe was going to lose her. I asked my dad if she had already given birth,while my brothers were listening. His reply was, “No” I felt like crying at that moment, in my head I was scared that I was going to have to go back to the room and see her in pain once again. At the door, I took another breath as my dad opened it. I waited for a moment and took another deep breathe. I entered the room. I saw a head lying on my mum’s chest and I was in great shock. She was purple which meant that she needed to be warm because her temperature was very cold that was the reason why she was laid on top of my mum’s chest. One of the other nurses said, “Congratulations you have a baby sister!” I walked over to my mum and she said, “What are you going to name her?”
“I’ll call her Maria Elisabeth Tupou!” I proudly said. Her middle name is after our grandma and my mum started to smile and said, “What a beautiful name!” My dad went and called my brothers to come and see the baby. They all came and touch the baby. They kept on asking my mum questions which was bothering her in a funny way. Maria was so tiny and she was the smallest baby out of all of us. One of the nurses said that she will check the weight. After Maria had been weighed she was too light. When the nurse checked her blood sugar it was very low so my mum and Maria didn't go to Birth care because Maria needed so much support from the hospital to make her blood sugar rise. The nurse put her in a incubator, where it supports her body to get warm.
It was dark and my mum was starting to feel tired. One of the nurses decided that we should go home because my mum was going to another room with Maria. We helped my mum carry all her clothes and the car seat for the baby. Then we went up to level 10 and into room 15. Once we were all ready, we kissed them both with a smile on faces with a sign saying both welcome and goodbye. It was definitely a night to remember.
