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6/5/08 at 3:07pm
Coincidence - or possibly my body subconsciously responding to everyone telling me I was going to lose the baby-race? No idea - it's neat though, our sons share birthday parties.
Ok, I have a funny story about my water breaking...
It was my first baby and I was 37 weeks. I did not think it would happen 3 weeks before my due date, so I was not prepared in the slightest...
I went to my midwife/OB office for my 37 week check up expecting to get weighed measured and go home. I got called back, dh and I went back the hall. The nurse showed me to the bathroom and give a urine sample and showed dh to our exam room. I went in and peed in the cup hovering over the toilet...while doing so, my water bag popped. Completely broke open and I had a huge huge gush, I nearly dropped the cup into the toilet...
It only took me a minute to realize what happened, and I grabbed some paper towels from the diapenser. Well, my young self at that time, wore thong underwear. I had to try to stuff enough paper towels into these tiny little undies to try to get over into the exam room without flooding the hall...I had to stuff and restuff several times as every time I moved I had another big gush...it was hilarious.
About that that time I began contracting, hard...it was really hard labor. I started walking down the hall only to find I could not walk any longer...the pressure was too intense. I crawled the rest of the way and crawled into the room.
DH looked at me with the most puzzled look on his face, and said "what the **** happened to you in there?" I told him, then my mw comes in...finding me on the floor. She tells me to undress the bottom half and she would check me real quick before going to the hospital. I couldn't even undress myself, the contractions were coming so quickly.
She finally started helping me, and when she got to my undies she helped me pull them off only to find a massive amount of paper towels all over the place...They helped me up on the table and she said I was 3 cm 100% effaced and +1...she said to get to the hospital and I would have my baby sometime later that night (this was just after 1 in the afternoon).
I hobble out to the car, and literally can't put my legs down in the car...I sat with my feet on the dash, and everytime I had a contraction dh would say "no, not here...no not here!!"...it was great! The hospital was 3 blocks away, thank goodness.
I got to the hospital and was really really laboring...I could not function. I barely got to my room, someone put a gown on me and I started pushing. 47 minutes after my water broke I had my little boy
It was so fast that I actually had alot of trouble understanding that it was all done...It just didn't even feel real for a long time.
I have never worn thong undies again.
Oh wait, I do have another. I was pretty out of it, but DH thinks this one is hilarious.
DD was a 34 weeker - I was in denial that I was even in labor, since I was not yet due.
I had been having a slow leak all day, and crampiness was gradually intenisfying. Finally went to the hospital at 6 pm. My OB was not on call, so the resident got out the speculum and swab to do a fern test, to see if the fluid was in fact amniotic fluid.
So there I was laying on the bed with my feet in the stirrups. The, resident who had beautiful, long, curly red hair, stuck the speculum in me and immediately the entire bag EXPLODED out of me, soaking her head to toe, including her hair. As she spit amniotic fluid out of her mouth and wiped her eyes clean, she stated "Fern test is positive".
Baby was born 2 hours later. Spent the next 10 days in the NICU.