They broke my water at the hospital with my first baby. I had been in labor for hours and hours, 90% of it at home and things got rocking and rolling after that. Four pushes and she was out.
With my son, he was 2 days past my due date and because I had been so critically ill during my pregnancy, they said they wanted me at the hospital to induce me first thing in the morning. We went for dinner at my favorite restaurant (strangely enough I couldn't eat anything), my back hurt so bad I wanted to die. I told my husband to please take me home so I could make sure everything was ready for the hospital in the morning and let me lay down and try to rest. I knew I was going to have to be at the hospital at 6am and I'd have a baby the next day.
I tossed and turned. My back and legs ached so bad all night and my husband slept in the spare room because I just couldn't settle down and I was fussy.
At exactly 5am I felt a pop and a whoosh and rolled off the bed because there was a gush. I waddled to the bathroom and stood in the tub because fluid was just pouring out of me. I didn't want to startle my daughter and I was trying to be calm about things and not freak my husband out either.
He called the hospital and I stayed standing in the tub for a while until it seemed most of the liquid was done draining. I put a towel between my legs and we left for the hospital.
The strange thing for me was that I knew when I was in labor with my daughter and my water didn't break, but with my son, I didn't realize it. My back and my legs hurt, I never had pain in my belly and when my water broke, it was a surprise to say the least. I was expecting to be induced the next morning and I just thought I was miserable for being over due.
Labor is such a surprise every time and always so different. At least in my experience.
Best wishes!
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They broke my water at the hospital with my first baby. I had been in labor for hours and hours, 90% of it at home and things got rocking and rolling after that. Four pushes and she was out.
With my son, he was 2 days past my due date and because I had been so critically ill during my pregnancy, they said they wanted me at the hospital to induce me first thing in the morning. We went for dinner at my favorite restaurant (strangely enough I couldn't eat anything), my back hurt so bad I wanted to die. I told my husband to please take me home so I could make sure everything was ready for the hospital in the morning and let me lay down and try to rest. I knew I was going to have to be at the hospital at 6am and I'd have a baby the next day.
I tossed and turned. My back and legs ached so bad all night and my husband slept in the spare room because I just couldn't settle down and I was fussy.
At exactly 5am I felt a pop and a whoosh and rolled off the bed because there was a gush. I waddled to the bathroom and stood in the tub because fluid was just pouring out of me. I didn't want to startle my daughter and I was trying to be calm about things and not freak my husband out either.
He called the hospital and I stayed standing in the tub for a while until it seemed most of the liquid was done draining. I put a towel between my legs and we left for the hospital.
The strange thing for me was that I knew when I was in labor with my daughter and my water didn't break, but with my son, I didn't realize it. My back and my legs hurt, I never had pain in my belly and when my water broke, it was a surprise to say the least. I was expecting to be induced the next morning and I just thought I was miserable for being over due.
Labor is such a surprise every time and always so different. At least in my experience.
Best wishes!