I Have A Lot To Be Thankful For Today!

So, apparently leaking amniotic fluid is a very bad thing and you should monitor it regularly to make sure you aren't leaking.

I thought that maybe I was yesterday so I called my ob/gyn. He said I should go to the emergency room immediately. I didn't think it was a big deal, so I was going to go eat and watch my little sister's game first! Ben convinced me to go on to the emergency room so I did (by the way, the emergency room at River Oaks is HIDDEN behind the hospital and there are no big flashing lights pointing to it! I drove around for about 10 minutes and went into the wrong building before I finally found it! Good thing I wasn't on my death bed! It's ridiculous that they stick it back there out of sight!) and was calm as a cucumber until a tech told me that there would be nothing they could do to save the baby this early along and that she was "just telling me the cold hard truth"! Then I got up to my room- which was a REAL hospital room (that was another tip that maybe this wasn't going to be a check-and-go like I had imagined) and they prepped my stomach for an emergency c-section "just in case".

This was all too much to take in, so I got a little emotional and told the nurses in a matter-of-fact way that I can still feel my baby kicking so they are NOT giving me a c-section no matter what! That would basically be an abortion because he's too little to live without me right now. The nurses were wonderful and told me that if I was leaking amniotic fluid I would just be hospitalized for the rest of my pregnancy and put on heavy antibiotics and hope that I carry the baby long enough for him to survive.

This was the scariest time in my entire life. It is amazing how much you can love someone that you haven't even met yet. My little brother was with me, and my sister-in-law and mother-in-law came up to the hospital. My sister-in-law came back in the room with me and I think I would have had a breakdown if she wasn't there.

It turned out that since I drank a lot of water earlier that day, Reid just decided to kick some of it out! I learned that you can pee on yourself while pregnant and have no clue! That's fine with me though; he can kick me all he wants as long as he is okay. I will NEVER be one of those mothers that complain about how much/when/where/how hard their baby kicks them... there is nothing sweeter than knowing he is alive and well and kicking around. God is so good.