It's January 5, 2011 , 11:11 pm ...I am getting up to pee(big surprise) at this point of my pregnancy.. I am done.. stick a friggin fork in me I AM DONE.. so what my belly button hasn't completely popped out like a turkey timer..I am still SO done with all of this.. I am now 37 weeks pregnant and Emma is a watermelon..and it sure feels like a watermelon is sitting on my bladder! For the last couple weeks I have been having slightly elevated BP..so as a precaution.. my obgyn ordered me a 24 urine collection to check to make sure I didn't have protein in my urine which would basically be a sign that I had developed preclampsia (i have probably butchered the spelling...) I had to go to the ER a couple days earlier because of a spike in my BP.. I was there for a couple hours.. my BP had went down to normal and they monitored Emma while I was there.. the gave me big bottles to collect my pee in for the next 24 hours. It just so happens that the 24 hour mark would be the morning of my 30th birthday, which I could not think of a better way to spend my birthday than dropping off my pee @ a lab..but anyway back to my story.. My 37 wk US is scheduled for January 7, 2010 ..I can't wait, They are gonna check and see if I am dialated and checking to see if Emma is breech or not.
So I'm laying in bed.. dreading having to pee again and collect it and pour it into the jug..I glance up @ the clock.. its 11:11..make a wish..your whole life you are led to believe that you always wish @ 11:11 ..its just the american thing to do ...after the neverending heartburn...the swollen ankles and feet..the fear of developing a dangerous and scary condition ...the frequent trips to the bathroom..worry about Emma constantly.. counting her movements obsessively..I have decided to wish my pregnancy away.. I make a wish.. I don't exactly remember how I worded it.. but it was along the lines as.. please I don't want to do this anymore.. I just want Emma to be a healthy baby .. and I don't want to be pregnant anymore..So I head to the bathroom for my millionth pee of the night.
head back to bed.. I am sure I got up after that to pee... of course I did..
But the next thing I recall.. Its around.. I would say 4:30 ish in the am.. and I am awaken by a strange feeling in my belly.. felt like something in my belly dropped.. I immediately felt my belly and I felt Emma moving , so I said to myself..she's moving she's okay and i fell back asleep..about 30 min later.. I awake to liquid gushing out of me.. it takes me a couple seconds for me to grasp what is happening.. I flash back to an article I read.. How to dicipher between peeing yourself and your water breaking.. It said to try and stop the flow.. well... this flow wasnt stopping...
So of course the first thing Bradley asks me is "are you sure you didnt pee yourself?"....of course he would ask that..so I then convince him I haven't peed the bed.. I call my dr.. trying to remain as calm as possible.. as I pack my bag and cry because I didn't clean the house.. the carpets weren't cleaned..I thought I still had weeks to prepare..nope.. she's coming .. now.. on my 30th birthday.. just my luck.
wait... did that 11:11 wish work?
and of course.. my water broke.. and Bradley has to stop @ dunkin donuts on our way to the hospital..
only my husband..
(to be continued )
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