Saturday, June 29, 2013 I woke up at about 8:20am, ready to accomplish many things on my long to do list: get the car washed, get a pedicure, wash more baby clothes and put away more gifts, finish my thank you notes from my baby shower, and the list goes on and on. And then pick up my sister from the airport that afternoon as she was coming for a short visit. Our plans involved shopping for the baby, getting massages, and hanging out, it had been a year since we'd seen one another so this visit was so exciting. Well, those plans all changed when I came back from the bathroom that morning... Me: "Kevin, I think my water just broke!" Kevin still sleepy: "What? What do you mean?" Me: "Well, I don't think I'm still supposed to be gushing fluid after I just peed." ( I know, TMI, but you know that's true!) I called my doctor's office, spoke with the nurse very calmly, and waited for a call back from her with further instructions. When she called back her instructions were this; "Get yourselves together and go ahead to the hospital, Dr. James will meet you there, and they'll be ready for you when you get there." My initial reaction was to gather up some belongings, say clothes, etc. but then I thought, ' I've got 6 more weeks until I'm due, I'm sure they're just going to send us home." So, I told Kevin to go ahead and take a shower, I put on some clothes, we ate some breakfast and we were off to the hospital.
Upon arrival, I was checked into Labor and Delivery, by the nicest nurses I'll mention! A few moments later the doctor arrived to assess the situation and sure enough, without any hesitation, he said, "Yep, your water broke! You're 4 centimeters along. My recommendation is to go ahead and deliver the baby, the risks of delivering at 34 weeks are far less than the risk of keeping you pregnant."
Without hesitation Kevin and I began calling family and friends to let them know the exciting and surprise news! The nurse came in and had me fill out some paper work and then things began to move VERY
quickly. Because I was only 34 weeks and 3 days along, I hadn't yet had the Strep B test, so the first IV was for penicillin, and then the next order was to start Pintocin at about 1:30 in the afternoon to get labor moving along. My thoughts at this moment: "Great! I just need to get a hold of my sister who is on a plane to let her know I won't be there to pick her up!" Let me just add here that my Type A personality was completely thrown out the door and I was so relaxed and easy going about this whole day that I felt like I'd been taken out of my own mind! Kevin called the only family we have locally, his cousin Meghan and asked for two very big favors... 1) Can you go get Molson from our house and keep him for a few days? and 2) Can you go pick up Kristen's sister at the airport around 3:30 this afternoon? Thank GOD for Meghan and Frank, because we hadn't even made arrangements for the dog yet, and while my sister could've cabbed it from the airport to the hospital, it was better to have a friendly face to greet her with this exciting news!
Fast forward a few hours... my sister arrived at the hospital elated and shocked as she got my text greeting her as she got off the plane to let her know her niece couldn't wait to meet her! The rest of the afternoon was pretty uneventful, as every time the doctor came to check me, I wasn't any further along, and they cranked up the Pintocin full blast. So needless to say at 9pm on June 29th (yes, we're still on the same day here.) the doctor came to check me again, and to no avail I had not made any progress, so a C-Section was the final decision. Let me mention again how I shocked myself with how calm and relaxed I was about everything ( and, no there had been no pain medicine in me). So once again, Kevin got on the horn to let everyone know the next steps.
At 10:24pm, Emma Lawrence Hahn graced us with her presence with all her fingers, all her toes, and a set of lungs to let us know she was okay! For 6 weeks premature, she was a healthy 5lbs. 3 oz. and 18 inches long. Kevin got a quick peek before the NICU team whisked her away.
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| This was the first time I held her the next day. |
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