Chhavi Mittal Shares Her Delivery Story And It’s Heartbreaking

Jahnavi Patel , 30 May 2019
Chhavi Mittal Hussein (Source: Instagram | @chhavihussein)
Chhavi Mittal Hussein (Source: Instagram | @chhavihussein)

Pregnancy is one of the most special phases in a woman’s life. And when she’s nearing her delivery date, there are a number of emotions and feelings she goes through. Television actress Chhavi Mittal welcomed her second child, a baby boy, Arham Hussein on 13th May 2019, but her delivery wasn’t an easy journey.

Three days after her delivery, she shared a post where she described all the things that were wrong with her. Her feet and the rest of her body were swollen, her head hurt like it was about to explode, and she went deaf in one ear. She ended her post saying, “I know this will pass. This pain will be forgotten. But will the pain that I endured on my soul during the birth be ever forgotten? Sharing my birth story soon, when I feel ready.

She narrated the story in detail spread across 5 posts (5 chapters),  from how she was manipulated into a c-section by the doctor to how she had to fight, minutes before going into delivery, for her husband Mohit Hussein to stay by her side.

Read Chhavi Mittal’s story through her posts below:

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𝗠𝘆 𝗕𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗛𝘆𝗽𝗻𝗼-𝗕𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵: 𝗔 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 CHAPTER 1: A DREAM COME TRUE It was mother’s day. The perfect setting to have a baby. I held the baby in till the baby gave me signs that it wanted to come out. I went into natural labour at 10pm when I was tucking in my little Areeza. I didn’t know at the time that it was going to be my last time alone with her for a long time. Instinctively she didn’t want to leave me and kept coming back after repeated goodnights and hugs. And instinctively I knew that my long delayed hospital stay was going to begin tonight. Sure enough, my mucous plug came off soon after Areeza slept, and I went to the hospital, all bags packed, on the doctor’s advice. At 1 am my membranes released (water broke) and by 6 am the next morning, I was already 7 cm dilated. No epidural. Just meditation, and an extremely loving and caring husband by my side. One of the most important things about Hypno-birthing is that the birthing experience is shared equally by the mother and father both. It was Mohit’s responsibility to allow the birth to progress naturally, controlling me in case I felt weak in my resolve for an all-natural birth, to light up my labour room with candles, incense, and fairy lights.. to play calming music, to do pain relief massages, to remind me to drink water and eat high energy foods, and to hold my hand when I went to the washroom (which was every 15 minutes I think, or at least it felt so) I even slept through some of the labour. It was so peaceful and relaxing. I would wake up every 2 minutes, breathe through a surge (contraction) and drift off again. My beautiful hypno-birth was progressing and a little baby was going to emerge out of my birth canal and straight on to my breast. But… ______________________________ CHAPTER-2 to follow soon… ______________________________ PC: @sachin113photographer #birthstory ______________________________ #chhavimittal #chhavimittalbirthstory #birth #arham #pain #anguish #beauty #pregnancy #mother #mom #newmom #newmother

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𝗠𝘆 𝗕𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗛𝘆𝗽𝗻𝗼-𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵: 𝗔 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗕𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 2: 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑃𝐴𝑁𝐼𝐶 𝐵𝐸𝐺𝐼𝑁𝑆 At 8 am my doctor came into my room and administered a drug intravenously. Within seconds I felt dizzy, I felt weak, my throat started to choke.. and I threw up. I panicked. She said this was just to hasten the dilation (I don’t know why we needed to hasten it though, but you gotta trust your doctor). Right that second, I was thrown out of my calming and peaceful zone. I couldn’t do the calm breaths anymore. I could see my dream birth slipping away from my hands. Another thing about hypno-birthing is that it has to be all natural. The minute you start administering drugs, it becomes medicalised. Sort of defeats the whole purpose. Which is why I had shared my typed birth plan with the entire hospital staff. The head of the hospital, the doctor, the nursing staff, the paediatrician, and everyone who was remotely involved. Some snippets: Mohit will be by my side every single minute. He will not leave even for paperwork (hence we made the entire payment weeks in advance). Allow us time. No rushing with labour. Delayed cord clamping after the birth. Allow the placenta to stop pulsating before cutting. (50% of the baby’s blood lies in the placenta and the baby needs it to breathe in the first few minutes of birth, and needs the blood to come back to its body. The damage that the early clamping of cord causes is way too great). Give the baby to the mother before any kind of testing. All tests to wait for 15 minutes. There were various other small things that were mentioned in the birth plan and we were assured that all our requests will be respected. After we got the assurance we needed, we were sure that our choice of doctor and caregivers was indeed right. We put our trust in them. Because there’s no greater trust than the one you put in the person who brings your unborn to this world. But was our decision right? Only time was to tell.. To be continued… ____________________________ #panic PC: @sachin113photographer ____________________________ #hypnobirthing #hypnosis #selfhypnosis #chhavimittalbirthstory #chhavimittal #pregnant

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CHAPTER 3- THE WORST WAS YET TO COME Due to the panic attack post the drug, my dilation completely stopped. I failed to go back into hypnosis. For the next 7 hours I felt no progress. At 1pm, I was put on pitocin, my surges started coming every 30 sec & lasted for 2 min each. I was in excruciating pain, but still determined to bring my baby into the world naturally. I started dilating again & 2 hrs later I was 8 cm dilated. But my doctor came in & said she’d like to take me for a C-section. I put my complete faith in her and agreed to whatever she said. But her attitude towards my whole birthing process completely shook me up. She said some things which I could not respond to at that time, but they will remain engraved in my mind forever. This person who was with me thru this journey of 9+ months.. this person who had seen my strengths & weaknesses, who had seen me naked physically and emotionally. She told me, “your labour is not strong enough, your body is not meant to do this, if you felt pain, you would be screaming, not sleeping.” That was the first time I realised that she was never onboard the hypno-birthing to begin with. If she was, she would believe in the power of self-hypnosis. The months that I had spent practicing it… I couldn’t believe my ears when she beamed with pride, “Don’t worry, I’m famous for giving really small incisions. You won't have a big scar!" I couldn't believe that after all this, she thought that a scar is what I was worried about. And then suddenly, as if there was no time left, within minutes a wheelchair came to wheel me into the OT, the staff disappeared, the other doctors came, and it all felt surreal. I remember I had to go to the loo, and when Mohit was taking me, me walking at a snail’s pace due to the pain, my doctor came shouting from behind, “abhi ye sab chhodo.. seedha catheter lagayenge.. jaldi karo”. Mohit just stared at her in disbelief and said, “doctor she just needs to pee. Please give her time”. I heard a “tch” from the background & she stormed out. To be continued… ______________________________ #chhavimittal #chhavimittalbirthstory #birthstory #delivery #labour #doctor #pain

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CHAPTER 4: THE STAGE WAS SET I remember having a conversation with Mohit in the loo. He said “Baby I’m not comfortable with the way they are rushing you. You are already 8 cm dilated and have gone through the whole labour. Why now?” I told him, “I don’t know what to do baby, just that we should trust the doctor”. After all, what else could I do besides putting all my trust in her. With a heavy heart, I proceeded to the wheelchair. But I didn’t know that the worst was yet to come! Outside the OT, suddenly I was told that Mohit cannot accompany me to the OT. I can’t even begin to tell you how scared I was when I heard that. I tried to reason with my doctor that it was the first point mentioned in my birth-plan. She started yelling again for some reason. I remember wondering what that reason was. But frankly I didn’t want to know. I just wanted Mohit to hold my hand. I was going in for surgery, and was being asked to go without the man who accompanies me to office, to cafes, for shopping, to schools, to events, you name it. How could I go into surgery without him? He’s my support system. He’s my everything. We had prepared for this day for months together. He’s my protector. And here I was, surrounded by people who all felt alien and insensitive. I could barely breathe through my surges, and my own doctor was yelling at me “Chhavi now it’s all medicalised, this is protocol. I will not allow Mohit in my OT”. I looked at her and with tears in my eyes and pain in my voice. I told her, “doctor why are you doing this to me?” She turned her eyes away. I told her if Mohit did not accompany me, I will walk out right now. The paediatrician whispered  into her ear, “let him come, he just wants to hold her hand”. And my doctor took her phone and yelled again, “I can’t allow this.. I’ll have to speak to the authorities” and she exited. Later I came to know that all my friends who had delivered at this hospital were accompanied by their husbands for C-sections. They were even offered choice of music in the OT. But now, I had to fight. And I fought with every ounce of energy in my body… TO BE CONTINUED… ___ #chhavimittalbirthstory #chhavimittal #operatingroom

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THE FINAL CHAPTER After my threat of leaving, Mohit came to the OT with me. And then everything that was not supposed to happen, happened. The cord was clamped in seconds. The baby came out crying &still was poked & prodded before being given to me. I heard my doctor laughing while pulling the baby out, “dekha? Pain free delivery”. And then the biggest horror! I was administered a sleeping injection without being asked, and suddenly I felt myself passing out. I found myself slurring when I said, "give my baby to me.. where's my baby.." I could not put my baby to the breast as I had so wanted to in the first few minutes. I slept till the next morning, waking up in panic repeatedly asking, “where’s my baby? Where’s my husband?” Scared shitless. Now, I have trouble establishing a good latch. I have stitches which hurt. I have 2 kids & an office to look after but a body that doesn't support it. I have a scar, on my soul. Will I be able to heal from this ever? But most importantly I have questions. Why was I given a drug to hasten dilation when I was already progressing fast? Why was my husband stopped from entering the OT when there was no such protocol? Why was the doctor in such a rush to perform the surgery when the NST was normal and I was calm? Why was I given a sleeping drug right after the baby was pulled out? Why was I not treated with kindness by another woman, a mother, my "care provider" in the most vulnerable moment of my life! What happened with me, is what happens with most women in India. I learnt that from the comments I got. And now I have 2 choices. To be livid, or to emerge stronger. I believe in changing destiny, and maybe I was not able to change mine. But the strength that I draw from this experience makes me want to inspire women to take back control of their own birthing experiences in their hands. To be loved, respected and cared for when they get ready to birth another human. And if you have been in my place at some point in your life, please share my story and let it reach out. And hold my hand in spreading this message of love from one woman, a mother, to another.. #birthstory *** #chhavimittalbirthstory #chhavimittal #hospitals

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Chhavi and Mohit married in 2005 and became parents to their first baby girl, Areeza Hussain on 20th December 2012. Just today, the actress shared a photo of her baby son and wrote, “Two little feet that bring stability to my whole being.. Little bundle of joy who can bring the house down when he cries! While he finds his “feet” in this world, I find my feet as a new mother all over again. Sleepless nights, lots of cuddles, demanding 6 year old, and SIT. I don’t have my mom here, don’t have a nanny, boy do @mohithussein and I have my hands full!

Below is her post:

More power to you, Chhavi!

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