The Beginning...

(Fair warning:  these posts are going to really long and detailed...I don't have much else to do!)

We were already aware of some complications (low amniotic fluid, baby measuring 2 weeks small, breech and a short cord) from a sonogram we had done on Monday so we had an appointment with our OB, Dr. Jensen, on Thursday. He didn’t seem as concerned with the sonogram results so I was encouraged that maybe we were just overreacting. But he did schedule a sonogram and follow up appt for next Thursday, just to check it out. Because the baby was breech Jamie and I had already had to start seriously considering changing our birth plan from a home birth to a hospital birth, so our conversation when we left the appt Thursday was that at some point in the near future we had to just decide one way or the other and go with that direction. Well, the baby decided for us.


Saturday evening after I put Hudson to put I was lying on the floor downstairs watching a football game with Jamie and his dad. I laughed at something someone said and felt a wet burst. My first thought was that I had lost control of my bladder cause I know that happens to some women in their pregnancies, plus this baby has been just sitting on my bladder for the last several weeks so I wasn’t too surprised. Just more worried about getting up and changing it before my father-in-law noticed! But then when I stood up I felt more water trickle down my legs and that was my first inkling that this might be more than a little incontinence. So I went up and changed and then went back downstairs. I sat in the recliner for about 20 more minutes and didn’t notice anything until I stood up again and had another gush. So then I was getting worried… Went upstairs and changed again and by this time knew I needed to tell Jamie. I was still really hoping it was urine so when he came up a few minutes later I showed him. He immediately said “Call Deidre” so I did. I told Deidre I was concerned I might be leaking amniotic fluid but I wasn’t sure it could still just be urine (still really hoping!). She immediately said to go to the ER and since she was already at St. Joseph and Dr. Jensen was on his way there for a delivery, we went there.

Jamie’s flying down the street at 80 mph and I keep telling him to slow down, I probably just wet my pants and there’s no need to hurry….we get to the ER and as they wheel me up in a wheel chair to the labor and delivery floor I can feel more water gushing out. It was then that I knew this wasn’t just a little incontinence. But in my head and to the nurses I kept telling them “I was leaking amniotic fluid.” It still hadn’t occurred to me that my water had actually broke.

But tests confirmed it and that’s when our world changed…at least for the next couple of months.