Autobiography: Birth

I was not born on the day the our family physician, Dr. Ngui expected my mom to deliver her Canadian baby. When my mom became pregnant in 1992, Dr. Ngui told her that she would give birth to a baby boy (that's me) on February 13, 1993. But things didn't happen as predicted. At around 10:00 PM on 30 January 1993, my mom was not feeling well as she began to experience some pains on her tummy and lower backs. As the pains became excruciating after her water bag broke, my dad brought her right away to BC Women's Hospital. But as stubborn as I was, I did not come out possibly because I still wanted to stay longer in my mom's womb. So, my mom continued to labor with all the pains all over her body. The doctor tried different methods (like letting my mom sit on a chair in the bath tub while the water was running and squatting with hands holding an iron bar on the delivery bed) with the intention of having a normal delivery. However, everything failed to work. Thus, at around 9:00 AM, January 31, a decision was made that the delivery would be a C-section. It was a done deal, and Paul Andrew R. Catao saw the light of the world for the first time ever. Of course, there were lots of uha, uha, uha according to my parents, Bonifacio Catao and Cecilia Roferos Catao. More importantly, my parents were and still are very happy that they got their second child.