There will be moments in your life that you choose to forget and moments that you choose to cherish in your heart forever. Wolf’s birth was one of those “remember forever moments” and I think about little pieces of it every time I gaze into his little eyes. In short, it was incredibly monumental – like no other thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. The entire 34 hours from when my water broke to when he entered the world was a complete whirlwind of emotion. We were packed full of fear, anxiety, love, joy and even sadness. But now he’s here and I wanted to write this all down so that I can hopefully share it with him one day. Here goes…
I was over 41 weeks pregnant and 5 days from facing induction. Every night I’d go to sleep hoping to wake up to contractions or something that meant this baby was on his way. So Wednesday night at 4:45 am when I got up out of bed to go to the bathroom sans labor signals, I didn’t think much of it. Mid-night bathroom trips meant peeing in the dark so when I wiped and noticed that something felt a little different, I got up and flipped on the light to investigate. I saw at the time what I thought might be my mucous plug, but in retrospect, I think it had been the first bits of my water breaking. A rush of emotion came over me and I was excited that this meant things might be starting! I finished up and went back to bed.
About 15 minutes later my tummy started cramping just a bit. I’d been laying on my right side and decided to flip over to my left when – OMG. Levi stirred in bed and I said to him, “Holy crap, I think my water just broke.” Then I got up and ran back into the bathroom to confirm and yep, I was dripping fluid everywhere. Luckily I’d gotten some humongous pads from a friend in a care package so I slapped on of them on and went back into the bedroom to tell Levi things were starting!
If you’ve been following my posts on Being Pregnant, you’d remember that I’d tested positive for Group B Strep. That meant if labor started with my water breaking, I had to go into the hospital right away so that I could be hooked up to an intermittent IV of antibiotics. So of course, having labor start with my water breaking was not plan A of “labor at home for as long as possible”, but I was over due and at least something was happening!