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On September 9th, I woke up and my shorts felt wet. Though, the dampness could’ve passed for sweat. I hopped in the shower and after, Trey and I began to sort through baby shower gifts. For three hours, we tossed around tissue paper and held up our favorite things. In the midst of running around the apartment and putting things away, I started to feel cramps. They weren’t extremely painful, so I decided to lay down and sleep them off.
I napped for about an hour and when I woke up, my shorts were wet again. However, there wasn’t anything running down my leg and my pants weren’t soaked. I kinda paced around the apartment googling things, deciding whether or not to tell Trey. Maybe I just peed myself? That’s embarrassing. Although it didn’t really sting, so I ruled that out.
Finally I walked into the living room and was like, “so my pants are kinda wet.” We both continued to look online and I even saw some moms had a water leak, where it didn’t actually break. I mean, I was only 35 weeks. The last thing I wanted to do was stop at the hospital and be the mom who has like three false alarms.
I decided to call my friend Madi, who is a labor and delivery nurse. Once I gave her the details, she was convinced I might be in labor. I still felt nervous about calling my doctor though, they felt like period cramps, not contractions? I guess I didn’t know what contractions were supposed to feel like. It was 5pm, so my OB’s office was closed, but I got through to an oncall doctor. They suggested I come in, if there was a chance my water broke.
I told Trey and we kinda just didn’t know what to do. I had been ticking things off my to do list for months and yet, packing the hospital bag was still close to the bottom. I frantically started throwing what clean clothes I did have in a bag and Trey hopped in the shower. At the same time, I had a strong feeling this wasn’t the day. I wasn’t in much pain and every mom has a scare, right? I tried not to overthink it and pulled up the first hospital bag checklist I saw.
In the car, my cramps started to be a little more painful, probably comparable to the worst period cramps I’ve had before. I downloaded a contraction timer and was super shocked when they were less than two minutes apart. I think that’s when it started to sink in that it might actually be happening. At that point, I was thanking God I scheduled the hospital tour the weekend before.
Since the pain wasn’t unbearable, we parked in the garage and made our way up to the delivery floor. In the elevator, I felt so weird, I wasn't holding anything other than my purse. Shouldn't something be in my hands? I changed into a gown and sat awkwardly on the hospital bed. We texted our parents and I mentioned I’d call if there was a chance of us staying. A nurse came in and said she would measure my cervix. Out of all the painful things, that little check hurt the absolute worst. I was so close to screaming. The nurse looked surprised and said she was going to bring someone else in to do an ultrasound check. A second opinion? That's never good.
They looked me over and it turns out, I was completely dilated. She said, “Okay Logan, you’re going to have this baby today and he’s a preemie, but everything is gonna be fine.” In 60 seconds, there were about five new people in my room sticking in iv’s and asking about my allergies. Trax was still breech, so they scheduled an emergency c-section.
In 15 minutes, I was being wheeled into the operating room. I barely had time to worry about what the epidural would feel like. They scooted me onto a new table and the nurse had me bend over into her arms. The epidural felt like ten minutes of multiple bee stings in my back. The pain was nothing like checking my cervix, so I was pretty relaxed after that. I remember being drawn to the brightness of the room. It was so bright, nothing like I had ever seen in Grey’s Anatomy.
Once I was settled, they brought Trey in and started working. I was in the best mood and I couldn’t feel a thing, I was so happy. They put a divider up so I couldn’t see, but there was a lamp above me that let me see a reflection of my stomach. It was insane. All I could really feel, was a few yanks at the end but then, there was crying. I saw them carry him over to the scale and I couldn’t help but smile endlessly. He was okay. Trey walked over to cut the cord and then brought him over so I could see him. We took a picture and I just remember thinking, “God, I love C-sections.”
Looking back, if I could only pack one thing in my hospital bag, it’d be pajamas from Shinesty. When it was time to take off my hospital gown, I was sad I didn’t have cozy boxers to slip into. However, Christmas is coming and I won’t waste these cold nights in gym shorts or T-shirt’s! So hop on over to Shinesty.com, if you wanna find a fun signature Christmas look. This set is called "The Lincoln Log Love Lady" and I'm wearing a size medium. I'd maybe order a small next time, to fit a little snugger! To check out their girls Christmas pajama collection, click here.
This post was more personal than usual, how did you like it?!
•Also, if you have kids, what was your delivery story like?
•Did you mind the epidural, if you got one?
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