A few weeks ago I shared Tracey Ann's birth story, the short version.
Today, for anyone interested in the very long and detailed version... here you go:
Tracey Ann's due date was Sunday, February 2 (Superbowl Sunday), and my parents were schedule to arrive on Thursday, January 23 in the evening (ten days before her due date). By this point of my pregnancy, I was seeing my doctor weekly, although they never checked to see how dilated I was (they were not going to check until week 39... Friday, January 24). I lost the mucus plug on Sunday, January 19 (two weeks before my due date), so Hubby and I started to get excited that the baby might be coming sooner rather than later... but then we read about passing the mucus plug and learned that it does not mean labor is imminent. If anything, it means you will have your baby, in all likelihood, within the next 1-4 weeks -- not very helpful.
After the mucus plug passed, I began to feel more calm, because I just had a feeling that the baby would be born that week. I knew I could be wrong, and maybe that was just my being anxious... but I just had a feeling this would be the week. Hubby, on the other hand, had been the calm one throughout my pregnancy suddenly was not his usual calm self once I passed the mucus plug. That week, he became more stressed than usual trying to arrange his days at work so that he could leave at a moment's notice and have substitute plans prepared, when needed. It was an interesting role-reversal for us that last week.
I was able to see all of my students that week, and really felt great and normal until Thursday. Thursday was the first day in months, I did not feel well in my pregnancy. I wasn't sick or anything, but I was uncomfortable ALL DAY. When I taught my students that day, I couldn't sit still. I would sit next to them for a few minutes, then get up and walk around while I was teaching, then sit back down for another few minutes. I had not been that uncomfortable AT ALL during my pregnancy. I started to wonder if this was what women were talking about when they talked about being miserable in the ninth month. I found myself nervous that I was going to have a long, miserable last 2-3 weeks of pregnancy.
After I finished work for the day, I came home and beat my parents home by about 3 minutes. Our house was ready for them, (and the baby, whenever he/she decided to arrive), and I planned homemade soup for dinner. Hubby was still at school because there was a student fun night/dance that he had organized.
** Side Note: The student fun night was originally supposed to be the school's first ever Lock-In. Fortunately, (Thank you, Lord!) the students were not able to secure enough chaperons, so the event became a fun night (5-7pm) instead.
My parents and I settled in and caught up. They were going to stay with us until Sunday and then head to their condo in Vail... and stay in the area until little Junior arrived. My parents and I had dinner, and I tried to enjoy a warm bath to alleviate my lower back discomfort -- I planned to get a shower, wash my hair, and shave my legs the next morning before my doctor's appointment. My parents were exhausted from traveling, and I was still extremely uncomfortable, mostly in my lower back, so I was in bed by 7:30, and my parents were in bed shortly after.
Hubby arrived home at 8:00, and stayed up doing work for awhile. I fell fast asleep soon after Hubby came home and had the soundest 30 minutes of sleep I would have for the next week...
At 8:30pm, I awoke with a start, and a gasp.
My water had broken...
Today, for anyone interested in the very long and detailed version... here you go:
Tracey Ann's due date was Sunday, February 2 (Superbowl Sunday), and my parents were schedule to arrive on Thursday, January 23 in the evening (ten days before her due date). By this point of my pregnancy, I was seeing my doctor weekly, although they never checked to see how dilated I was (they were not going to check until week 39... Friday, January 24). I lost the mucus plug on Sunday, January 19 (two weeks before my due date), so Hubby and I started to get excited that the baby might be coming sooner rather than later... but then we read about passing the mucus plug and learned that it does not mean labor is imminent. If anything, it means you will have your baby, in all likelihood, within the next 1-4 weeks -- not very helpful.
After the mucus plug passed, I began to feel more calm, because I just had a feeling that the baby would be born that week. I knew I could be wrong, and maybe that was just my being anxious... but I just had a feeling this would be the week. Hubby, on the other hand, had been the calm one throughout my pregnancy suddenly was not his usual calm self once I passed the mucus plug. That week, he became more stressed than usual trying to arrange his days at work so that he could leave at a moment's notice and have substitute plans prepared, when needed. It was an interesting role-reversal for us that last week.
I was able to see all of my students that week, and really felt great and normal until Thursday. Thursday was the first day in months, I did not feel well in my pregnancy. I wasn't sick or anything, but I was uncomfortable ALL DAY. When I taught my students that day, I couldn't sit still. I would sit next to them for a few minutes, then get up and walk around while I was teaching, then sit back down for another few minutes. I had not been that uncomfortable AT ALL during my pregnancy. I started to wonder if this was what women were talking about when they talked about being miserable in the ninth month. I found myself nervous that I was going to have a long, miserable last 2-3 weeks of pregnancy.
After I finished work for the day, I came home and beat my parents home by about 3 minutes. Our house was ready for them, (and the baby, whenever he/she decided to arrive), and I planned homemade soup for dinner. Hubby was still at school because there was a student fun night/dance that he had organized.
** Side Note: The student fun night was originally supposed to be the school's first ever Lock-In. Fortunately, (Thank you, Lord!) the students were not able to secure enough chaperons, so the event became a fun night (5-7pm) instead.
My parents and I settled in and caught up. They were going to stay with us until Sunday and then head to their condo in Vail... and stay in the area until little Junior arrived. My parents and I had dinner, and I tried to enjoy a warm bath to alleviate my lower back discomfort -- I planned to get a shower, wash my hair, and shave my legs the next morning before my doctor's appointment. My parents were exhausted from traveling, and I was still extremely uncomfortable, mostly in my lower back, so I was in bed by 7:30, and my parents were in bed shortly after.
Hubby arrived home at 8:00, and stayed up doing work for awhile. I fell fast asleep soon after Hubby came home and had the soundest 30 minutes of sleep I would have for the next week...
At 8:30pm, I awoke with a start, and a gasp.
My water had broken...
What a cliffhanger! We had added 2 or 3 towels to my side of the bed in case my water broke in bed, but alas, it didn't work out like that! I can't wait to hear the rest.
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