I told my husband about it when he got up. He planned on staying home but I told him to go to work because I didn't feel like I was in labor. My contractions were not really any different than they had been for weeks. He felt I was in transition though because the only time I have ever thrown up during the end of a pregnancy is when I am getting close to the end of labor and nearing delivery. That made him really nervous. I assured him I was going to be fine and to please go to work.
Soon after he left though, I threw up once or twice more and just really didn't feel well. I called him and told him that it would probably be best if he just turned around and came home. We talked when he got back home and I decided to go ahead and call my midwife and try to get an appointment.
I got an appointment for 12pm that day which was just 1.5 hours from when I called in. We rushed to get everyone together and in the van to make it to my appointment on time.
When I got there, my midwife was unavailable since she was delivering a baby but one of the doctors saw me. She did an ultrasound and said the babies looked great but didn't feel the need to check me because clearly I wasn't in labor.
I started to get ready to leave when my midwife walked in. She talked to the doctor about everything and then asked her if she had checked me to see if I was dilated any. The doctor said "no, she hadn't since I was not in labor and it wasn't necessary." My midwife felt differently about the situation as she knew me and my story/births/past history etc.
She checked me after the doctor left the room and I was 6cm dilated! I was throwing up because I was in labor. She said my water hadn't broke yet and that was all that was keeping my contractions from coming on harder and keeping Jamie coming down. She said with every contraction I had his head would start to come down but he couldn't come down far enough because my water hadn't broke. She felt that it would break that evening sometime and I'd probably have to rush in super fast or possibly not even make it to the hospital....(I almost didn't make it to the hospital with Jude or the my twin girls Milla and Mara on time so she knew that it was a strong possibility once my water broke I'd have an incredibly fast labor and not make it).
She suggested that I let her break my water that way I could go home, get a babysitter there, pack my bags, and come in without being in full on labor like I was with my twin girls and it being this super intense experience. My twin girls birth was very fast and I was already about to start pushing when I arrived at the hospital.
Nathan and I talked about it on the way home and decided to go ahead and do what she suggested. We knew that my friend (my pastors wife) could come watch the kids that night and my father in law could come up and stay with them after he got some sleep from getting off night shift. I didn’t want to go into hard labor in the middle of the night, rushing around to get to the hospital and desperately trying to get someone there to watch the kids. Doing it this way felt like a much better way to have a peaceful birth.
We got home and fed everyone lunch, I finished packing my bags, let my best friend know I was heading to the hospital soon (she was taking birth photos for me) and waited for my friend to arrive. She ended up staying the night with the kids so Nathan’s dad could get his full rest after night shift. I was so thankful Brianna was able to watch the kids on such short notice.
We said our goodbyes to all the kids and headed to the hospital to have our babies.
...to be continued.
