On Wednesday morning April 3, I got up early and headed to the dentist office to get a broken tooth fixed. After I came home, I was definitely tired but went about my day. The rest of the day went on and we had supper after Brent got home from work. Just before 9, I was getting the girls in bed, when I became concerned that maybe my water had broken. Keep in mind, I was only 29 weeks and 6 days along- this was a very not good possibility. Nana came to spend the night and we headed down the very dark, quiet interstate to Wimington and the hospital for us to be checked.
I was kept in Labor and Delivery overnight because I was having sporadic contractions and they were concerned I might deliver right away. I also had to receive steroid shots for his lungs and neuro magnesium for his brain development in case he did deliver right then. It was a very nerve wracking several hours. I was also not able to eat in case he came right away. I tell you i couldn't believe it when the doctor on call looked at me and said, "yes, your water broke and you are here at the hospital with us until you deliver." I was speechless.
Very quickly with the grandparents' help, we got a weekly plan in place for everyone and we settled in to wait and see when Little Man would decide to arrive.
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