Can you imagine my surprise when my water broke?!
I was in a panic! I thought I had the whole evening to prepare for the next morning. Instead, that night Kris was gone doing supervision at the High School, we had our plumber friend over helping us fix our kitchen sink, and I was trying to keep Boston busy while I worked on getting everything ready for the morning. So stressful!
I remember this part clearly... I was in my backyard playing with Boston after dinner. I bent down to pick up one of his toy monster trucks, and I felt a flood of warmth. I thought I had peed my pants! What the heck?! I knew this happened to some pregnant women, but it had never happened to me. I was embarrassed, but happy I was at my house so I could hurry inside and change. After changing I got two steps in before it happened again! What in the world was happening? That was when it clicked - I was pretty sure my water broke! I just imagined that if my water broke, I would have a huge puddle on the floor. Guess not! I kept on getting these little gushes. (TMI?)
I called Kris and said to hurry home, I thought my water broke! He was shocked, thought I was kidding, but realized fast that I wasn't and said he would hustle home! We both thought we had the evening to prepare the last-minute details, but once again, life never goes as planned! We didn't have a babysitter for Boston until the morning, so I hurried and called a few family members to see who was available last-minute. Talk about a super stressful moment - one I am not proud of. Boston could tell I was frustrated and panicking, so his emotions were all over the place, which only added to my overwhelming stressful moment. And because I was so spread thin and feeling like a crazy person, I didn't take the time to console him. Looking back now, that completely breaks my heart. It wasn't my best Mama moment. He needed me, and instead of being his rock, I crumbled.
When Kris got home, we still didn't know who was going to watch Boston, so we packed him up and took him to the hospital with us. Luckily, my sister Ginger came to the rescue and was willing to come get him from the hospital! The fact that we brought Boston to the hospital might not seem like a big deal, but if you know him you realize how hard it was trying to keep him under control. He was constantly running off down the halls and when you tried to pick him up (once you finally caught up to him), he would fling his whole body backward making you almost drop him on the tiled floor. His strength is off the chart! He was super loud too, screaming and laughing - thinking it was all a game. We were concerned for the other patients, especially since it was getting late. By then it was around 9:00 PM, and when Boston is tired, he kicks up the crazy. Pretty much he was the hospital's worst nightmare, and adding having a baby to the picture made it all so chaotic and less than ideal.
To top off the crazy, the midwife that I scheduled for the morning inducement was nowhere to be found. No one could get ahold of her! I even had her cell number and she wasn't answering. I was freaking out because I didn't want a repeat of Boston's delivery situation. I wanted to know who was delivering my baby! Once I realized the midwife on duty at the hospital was one I liked, I calmed down and finally relaxed a little.
In the room they had me in while I was waiting to be officially admitted, the nurse was doing test to make sure my water had broken. The tests kept coming back negative! The nurse was looking at me like I was a crazy person, and she kept making mention that it is common to mistake peeing your pants for your water breaking, but I knew my water had broke and that I wasn't a crazy person making stuff up. So, finally she did a test that needed to be sent down to the lab, it came back positive, my water had broke! Duh!
They admitted me to my delivery room, and this time I made sure I had a support team there with me, just in case. Beside Kris, I had my mom, my mother-in-law, my step-mom, and my sister-in-law there! I loved that; being able to share such a meaningful event with them was priceless. To add to such a great support team, my nurse was so sweet and super attentive to us! Then, my midwife came in, and from that moment on, I knew this was going to be a great experience. She was so loving and caring toward me, Kris, and our family members. She seriously went above and beyond! She gave me peace of mind and it was a huge relief! At one point she even fed me beef broth by the spoonful! I love her for creating such a beautiful memory for us, start to finish.
When it was time to push, I pushed three big pushes and Brooklyn was here! Just that simple. I couldn't believe it! It all went so fast. She was here and healthy and I got to hold her and do skin to skin right away. I just about died. I was in heaven! This moment was everything magical, everything I had dreamed it would be. True bliss. I honestly couldn't have imagined it all going as good as it did!
Brooklyn Royal Packer arrived at 3:40 AM, weighing in at 6 lbs 12 oz. and 19 inches long. She looked exactly like Boston - so much that I believed I just delivered his twin! She was sweet and had the calmest temperament. I finally had a daughter, and she was pure perfection!