We took the baby classes. Oh the baby classes! We were warned of all the possible ways my birth process could take place. If we remembered nothing else, it was "If your water breaks, you GO to the hospital. Do not stop to think, shower, or put on make up". So, we didn't. It was a lovely evening on November 20th, 2010. Actually, strike that- it was a 9 month pregnant, I am so uncomfortable I think I'm going to burst evening. The doctor's had warned us that my baby was going to arrive up to two weeks early. Note to doctors: (that is a HUGE tease to an overly stuffed pregnant woman). Every day that went by made me feel like a ticking time bomb. I actually WANTED contractions so that I could get on with the delivery. Anyway... I had to come up with things to do to occupy myself while waiting for the "baby timer" to ring. So that particular evening, I tried a new recipe for Red Velvet Whoopie Pie Cookies. They turned out beautiful, but a little too rich for my taste. After stuffing ourselves, we went to bed. I thought to myself (I shouldn't have eaten so much in case I deliver tonight- but I was sick of telling myself that- so I indulged). On November 21st at 2 AM, I went to the bathroom (which btw happens every hour on the hour) at this point. I came back to bed, and felt a warm trickle down my leg. Hmmmm....WAS THIS IT????? I went back to the bathroom to check. Sure enough!!!! Hallelujah! I turned on the light to wake my sleeping husband. He opened his eyes, and I just smiled at him and said those magic words, "My water broke!". He threw off the covers and paced around the room talking to himself. His sleepy self quickly became his panic, yet calm and focused self. I just watched him and chuckled to myself. It was precious. When we arrived at the hospital, I was wheeled up to my room (which I thought was funny- because I wasn't in any pain). I didn't have any contractions yet, so they told me to go back to sleep. SLEEP!?
Saturday, December 4, 2010
And then there were 3! (PART 1)
We took the baby classes. Oh the baby classes! We were warned of all the possible ways my birth process could take place. If we remembered nothing else, it was "If your water breaks, you GO to the hospital. Do not stop to think, shower, or put on make up". So, we didn't. It was a lovely evening on November 20th, 2010. Actually, strike that- it was a 9 month pregnant, I am so uncomfortable I think I'm going to burst evening. The doctor's had warned us that my baby was going to arrive up to two weeks early. Note to doctors: (that is a HUGE tease to an overly stuffed pregnant woman). Every day that went by made me feel like a ticking time bomb. I actually WANTED contractions so that I could get on with the delivery. Anyway... I had to come up with things to do to occupy myself while waiting for the "baby timer" to ring. So that particular evening, I tried a new recipe for Red Velvet Whoopie Pie Cookies. They turned out beautiful, but a little too rich for my taste. After stuffing ourselves, we went to bed. I thought to myself (I shouldn't have eaten so much in case I deliver tonight- but I was sick of telling myself that- so I indulged). On November 21st at 2 AM, I went to the bathroom (which btw happens every hour on the hour) at this point. I came back to bed, and felt a warm trickle down my leg. Hmmmm....WAS THIS IT????? I went back to the bathroom to check. Sure enough!!!! Hallelujah! I turned on the light to wake my sleeping husband. He opened his eyes, and I just smiled at him and said those magic words, "My water broke!". He threw off the covers and paced around the room talking to himself. His sleepy self quickly became his panic, yet calm and focused self. I just watched him and chuckled to myself. It was precious. When we arrived at the hospital, I was wheeled up to my room (which I thought was funny- because I wasn't in any pain). I didn't have any contractions yet, so they told me to go back to sleep. SLEEP!?
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Love this blog! Honest and heartwarming. You keep it real :)
ReplyDeleteLove it, Sarah! Keep 'em coming. I need to learn through you so I know what to expect :).
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