I recently came across the story of my first born, Mariah. So I figured I'd share her birth story. While I'm at it, I'll work on Ava's birth story as well. It's still fresh in my mind although it was almost 8 months ago...
It was Tuesday, April 19th. My hubby and I were talking during our daily midday phone call and he said, "I have a feeling that she's coming today". Why would my hubby would say such a thing when I wasn't due until May 12th? Well, we had known for a while that I would go into early labor. In fact, for two weeks I had been walking around a centimeter dilated (no big deal) and fully effaced (big deal). Every day my husband would ask jokingly, "Are you ready to go to the hospital?" But that day was different. Instead he said, " I have a feeling that she's coming today."
Fast forward to approximately 3 p.m. I started to feel contractions. I walked from my office to the main office to sit with my co-worker. ( I didn't want to be by myself. ) I sat and breathed. They were coming about 5 minutes apart. But I always feel contractions. I'm just overreacting. This is another false alarm. I returned to my office. They either subsided or I ignored them. I proceeded to work on my numerous projects. Not knowing when I would go into labor was nerve wracking. I have to tie up as many loose ends as possible. I decided to stay late to get as much work done as I possibly could.
It was approaching 6 p.m. when I suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion. I leaned back in my chair and GUSH. Did my water just break or did I just pee on myself?! No, I couldn't be in labor. I went to the bathroom to pee. I peed. Then another GUSH. Ok. I'm definitely in labor. I walked back to my office and called my doctor's after hours line. They told me the doctor on duty would return my call. I proceeded to call my mom, my hubby, and my sister. My mom said she would meet me at the hospital. My hubby had just gotten home so he would pick me up with my hospital bag. My sister would meet me at my office since I work at her college.
The doctor returned my phone call. He asked, "How do you know you are in labor?"
I replied, "Well I was sitting here and I felt water gushing. Then I went to the bathroom and I gushed again. And as I am talking to you, I'm gushing AGAIN."
The doctor responded, "Sounds like you are in labor." Duh. "Clean yourself up, change your clothes, and then head to the hospital." Right... I'm at work. Great.
What now? ( I was suprised by my calm temperament.)
I started to organize my desk based upon my various projects so that my co-workers could pick up where I left off. (I knew I would not be back the next day. Once your water breaks, you MUST have the baby due to risk of infection.) I packed up my laptop and packed my work bag.
My sister arrived. I asked her to walk down the hall with me to our work closet. I was soaking wet and uncomfortable. I decided to get one of the beach towels that we award our seniors. In our common area, one of my students asked jokingly, "Hi Latoya! Have that baby yet?" Boy was he suprised by my answer.
"Actually I'm in labor right now. My water just broke."
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