I'd like to say that it started off as a nice normal day. But if you know me and how things usually go for me, you know that well this day started off nothing like normal. As a matter of fact we can go back to the night before. That night ( Tuesday night that is) I had a dream that I was bleeding, and not like light spotting, but no this was like heavy, cycle time bleeding ( scary I know) but I actually woke up that morning still feeling and telling myself that everything would be okay. Well imagine my surprise and almost panic, when I went to the rest room and saw a couple of drops of blood. Amazingly I still didn't' let it get to me, I'd just had my baby shower a few days ago and I had been moving around quite a bit there and also getting his room ready, so I figured I just needed to put my feet up. Well I put my feet up for a bit. I got to the bathroom and again there was blood, so I say well maybe I didn't' sit long enough. So I contemplate whether or not to call my doctors office, well I go to the restroom again and this time there is more blood ( this was about 1 p.m) and there's some gooey stuff with it ( sorry for the TMI) , so then I began to worry juuuuust a bit and I call my doctors office. Well guess what! This all happened on a Wednesday which means my doctor is not at her office but at the hospital doing surgeries , but her secretary calls her for me and she tells me to come to the hospital and go straight to LnD. So I get dressed and make my way there. I get to the hospital, they put me on monitors to make sure I'm not having any contractions and while they do that I also wait to get an u/s. Well turns out I am having small contractions, but I don't feel anything and I only know it cause they are showing up on the monitor and the nurse is asking me " do you feel that?" and I'm like "no", but at this point they aren't close together at all. Dr. V comes in to visit and tells me that I've been having small contractions and to let me know that she is keeping me over night just in case anything happens and lets me know she will come back to see me after the u/s. Well after a few hours the u/s tech comes up and does the ultrasound. She then says to me " your cervix has funneled" and I say as tears start to flow "from the top and bottom?" She says " Just at the top" . Cue tears because yes I'm emotional and well I felt like this shouldn't be happening, but hey there's nothing I can do. Well I figured I'd better start making some calls cause well looks like this is a lil more serious than I thought it would be. So I call some family and a couple of friends. Well after a bit Doctor V comes back in and tells me that she thinks I'm in pre-term labor ( oh joy right, not). So they hook me up to magnesium to try and stop the contractions and tells me that she will give 2 hours and if the contractions don't stop by then, well we will be having a baby. Well instead of stopping the contractions got stronger, and stronger and closer together. When they began to come 7 to 8 minutes apart I began to feel them, and I mean really feel them. And then they became five minutes apart and I really started to feel them then. So nurses are monitoring me and my pastor's wife is in the room with me timing the contractions and just when I thought the magnesium was working, on came the BIG contractions and I mean BIG! Big and long. Well I get a big one and I began to feel pressure between my legs so I ask S ( my pastor's wife, my other one mom as I like to call her, but we will just say S for now) to tell the nurse what I'm feeling. Well she tells me it's normal, but I'm getting frustrated because she's not understanding my situation, that I have a TAC and there should be nothing going on ( at least I thought) in the va jay jay area. Well as she's acting all nonchalant about it and is resetting the magnesium I have another HUGE contraction and my water breaks and as my water breaks I cry, I cry and I cry and I cry and as the nurses try to prep me for surgery they are trying to calming down because I was crying so hard my stomach and chest were going up and down I mean I was sobbing! I felt bad for the nurses trying to prep me but I couldn't stop. This is not how this was supposed to go! Hubby is in Kuwait ! I still have two months well like one and a half , before his arrival, but nope here we were 8 weeks early . So they finally prep me take me into the OR give me a spinal got me numb cut me open and after a little bit ( they had a hard time getting him out because he was breech and didn't' have a lot of room inside) finally they got him out ! My poor baby's leg was bruised upon pulling him out because if was so tight ( so I guess it was time for him to come on out). So March 14, 2012 @ 9:21 p.m ( or 21:22 p.m in military time ) Jace Jesiah Bob made his debut into the world. If took him a minute to cry and I held my breath until he did. And when he cried, I cried and S cried! It was one of the most beautiful moments in life for me. His cry was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. I thank God for that cry, for this baby for this blessing for my miracle!
Thankful for poop on the floor!
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