My labor day story

Hey boo,

If you’ve never given birth you probably think it’s the worst pain a woman will ever feel, but is it really?

During my last check up, I was told that if by the 8th of March I hadn’t given birth I’d have to admit myself to the hospital to have a c-section and that is one thing I did not want because I didn’t want to be “limited” to the number of children I can have. So every single day from then I would massage my stomach trying to push baby down and tried all those weird exercises Google will tell you about, I told myself “I am pushing you out baby” and I won’t say those exercises worked but luckily for me there was no c-section.

On the 5th of March at 00:07am i had a wet dream ( hahaha not the kind you are thinking of ) and when I woke up I was wet, feeling so embarrassed that I had wet myself, so I went to the toilet and I realised that this wasn’t any normal pee which meant I might be in labor and I could feel the pain slowly creeping in. It would come and go every 30minutes but at around 3am the pain started to get worse and I just couldn’t stay strong anymore so I took my hospital bag and got dressed then I woke up my dad to take me to the hospital.

I don’t know what it is but I’m guessing that it’s all the stories that people tell you, I was in pain yes, but my mind was telling me that the pain is more the pain I was actually feeling which is honestly not true but at that moment my mind just told me that I was dying and so there I was screaming crying for help like a mad woman.

By 06:27am( I was keep tracking of every minute where there was change) I was suddenly feeling an urge to push and so I kept pushing and pushing(thanks to the Instagram page @fruitfulwomenonline I knew exactly what to do), I didn’t even bother to call my nurse because she was already fed up with me and my screams ( disadvantages of giving birth at a public hospital) so I just kept pushing and when I could feel that the head was halfway through I put my hands forward to make sure I hold the baby once she’s out and when the head was out I screamed for the nurse to tell her the baby is out and she rushed in to help me by 6:45am my baby girl was born and all that pain was gone and forgotten I was just feeling cold.

I didn’t cry or go through all those emotions that other women say they go through instead I was shocked that I had given birth to a baby girl and not a boy, also I didn’t get that “bodytobody” moment with my baby girl and to this day I can never tell you why it didn’t happen ( yet another disadvange of giving birth at a public hospital).

If you ask me, it’s all in the mind. The pain is only as bad as you tell yourself it is but if I was to give a more realistic explanation of how the pain was for me, it felt like have period pains and a backache at the same time.

How was your labor day experience or if you haven’t had a baby. What’s the one thing you fear the most about the day you do give birth?

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Atelophobia🤦

Hey boo,


I’ve been thinking about something of late and I just thought I’d share my thoughts with you. You probably wondering what atelophobia is, it is the fear of not being good enough. This is a fear that people dot talk about because well, people jus don’t want to be vulnerable anymore.


Have you ever sat down and actually thought maybe the reason why this and this is happening is because “ I’m not good enough”, maybe the reason why this person is treating me this way is because “I’m not good enough”, the reason why I’m not getting that promotion at work is because “ I’m not good enough”. Maybe you have but for some people it’s more than just a thought, it’s has become their life.
I remember there was a thread me in my life where I never saw myself as “good enough”, I always thought my friends looked better in the picture and so I would always offer myself to be the one taking the picture instead of being in the picture, even at school I would constantly compare myself to others thinking I won’t get good marks because I’m just not clever enough, I was always too fat, too dumb, too clumsy to ever be good enough for anything and because that is what I believe, the world responded and people started saying it which just made me even more insecure. With such feelings come anxiety and depression, it’s sometimes developed at a young age when you have no one to talk to, when you grow up having No one to encourage and speak positivity to your life, someone to help build your confidence from a young age, all this builds the simple yet not so simple fear.
Atelophobia, a word most of us even k ow yet it carries so much weight in its meaning. Mental health is so important yet it’s not even appreciated because everyone is just so focused on working towards their dreams and being “strong”. What if we took just 5minutes off the 24hours that we are given daily to genuinely ask how just one person is really doing, if they are coping and if they are well, don’t you think that would make a difference in our lives.


I am Muhle Magwentshu and I suffer from Atelophobia, what do you suffer from?

Thank you for your time❤️

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