A lot has happened - Delivery Day - getting to the hospital

I had expected to wake up as normal around roughly 6:50, get the kids off to school, print out some paperwork that I needed, get the car loaded, get dressed, fix my hair and make up, you know a lazy kinda day with enough distractions that I didn't realize I couldn't eat until sometime after lunch. 

HA! Was I wrong. Instead, I woke at 4:30 to water between my legs. I jumped up "oh Crap!!" to run to the bathroom and by the time I got there it was down to my toes. As I was running, Ben kinda drowsily asks, "what?" I respond with a "My water just broke". I am sitting on the toilet, trying not to make any bigger mess, and I kinda yell out, still thinking he is in bed, to grab me a towel and some clean panties. Nope, he is up and mostly dressed, looking a little more than a little frazzled. He runs to get me a small towel so I can start mopping up the mess down both my legs, and then brings me a clean pair of panties. I continue to clean myself up and get dressed. By the time I make it out of the bathroom and then my bedroom, I come out to the living room of chaos. He has already awaken the boys and has the car loaded, with the exception of 1 bag. Aaron has already taken LuggNutt out, who I must say I didn't think about again until around 5 that evening. I am trying to get my shoes on while Ben is running circles around me. It hurt to bend over and get those sneakers tied. Instead of looking all fresh and fixed, I leave my house with my hair barely brushed, in my sleep pants and large t-shirt. I can't remember if I brushed my teeth or put on deodorant. I do remember pulling out my phone as we are pulling out of the drive to post on my facebook page that my water had just broke. It posted before we lost signal. 

Ben is still almost frantic. As we jump on the interstate, he asks how much time we have. I calmly, and with out laughing, tell him probably a couple of hours, but I would like to make it in the next 30 minutes if possible. When we get to the hospital, Ben drops me off at the door while he and the kids find a parking spot. I tell him to wait on bringing anything in just yet. I walk up to the front desk to find out how I need to proceed. They ask me to sign in and have a seat, then I explain that I am due for a c-section that day and my water has broke. They redirect me to the labor/delivery wing. On my way I have to stop off for a bathroom break real quick. I just start to sit in the waiting room, when the gang comes around the corner. Oh yes, did I mention, we brought the boys along since it was 4:30 in the morning and really didn't know who to call that wouldn't have taken too long to get to the house. I am still a little worried of the possibility of my uterus rupturing, but since I didn't have any show until I got to the hospital, I was trying to stay calm and patient. 

To get into the Labor/Delivery wing, you have to be buzzed in. We push the button and are allowed in. As I sign in and explain the situation, the nurse looks a little take off guard, but wastes no time in starting to get me set up in a room.

A lot has happened - November 29th & More

Since so much has happened in the past 2 weeks, I am going to divide these up into mini segments.

November 29th was my last visit with Dr Henry. At that visit he told me that I was about 50% effaced and was dilated to about a 2. He tried to guess at Lexington's weight and guessed that at delivery he would be 8lbs 4 oz. He talked me through what would happen once I got to the hospital and how I would be prepped for surgery (c-section). He explained that even though I had my appointment scheduled for several months that depending upon his patient load, there was a good chance that Baby Lex would not actually be born until sometime afternoon possibly closer to 1, since he was most likely not going to get to the hospital until 12:30. That bummed me out, but I did appreciate him being honest and walking me through all the steps like my epidural. At my visit I still had only gained roughly 14lbs. This also made me happy. My blood pressure was a little higher than normal, but I attributed that to my lunch for the day, not to the possibility of my body gearing up, like I normally would have. Doc also put me on 4 hour work days for the rest of the week and had me off work starting Monday the 6th, the day before I was due to deliver. 

I don't think people at work appreciated my extra time off, but I was having some HORRIBLE back pain and just couldn't seem to push through the day. It seriously felt like Lex had broken a rib, or was trying to spread them apart from lack of room. The same spot hurt every day and the only time I could get mild relief from it was if I chose not to wear a bra, not something acceptable in the work place. I did try to take one afternoon on Wednesday to get some Christmas shopping done, wrong idea. I went to 3 stores and was out maybe 3 hours and by the time I was done, I hurt so bad that I couldn't move. All I could do was go home and crawl up in bed. I decided that I was just going to have to do as much as I could online and finish up the last of it the few days before Christmas. I hate being out during that time. 

On Thursday evening, I started having contractions, but because I do not have normal labor, I could not seem to get a good read on how far apart they were. From my best timing they were 8 - 9 minutes apart and lasting 1.5 minutes apiece. They continued through the weekend, but I was so afraid of Braxton Hicks that I didn't go anywhere to have it checked out. I was off on Monday and felt that I could visit my Dr Office then if they were still regular. Unfortunately, I ran out of time on Monday and never did get checked out. 

Aaron had his band concert Monday evening at 7 but we needed to be at the school at 6:30 to get a seat and for Aaron to check in. I was trying to have dinner done before left. I had gotten up that morning and was going to help out a friend so I waited around for someone to stop by and pick something up before running to get my errands completed. Unfortunately, the person called me at the time they should have been at my house to tell me they were going to be late. I was so frustrated. I had so much still left to get done before d-day. Aaron they called right after and needed me to drop off something at school for him, no I was aggravated big time. I dropped off what he needed and tried to run my errands but as soon as I got to the store the girl called to tell me she was on her way to my house, -URRGGHHH. So I turned around, completed the favor, and went back to town to finish up what I needed to get done. Then I ran home to try to start on dinner. Unfortunately, I had wasted too much time and it was off to the concert we went. 

We got home and had dinner. I stayed up and finished packing to get everything I needed for my stay away from home. Garrett went to be around 9:30, Aaron around 11, and Ben and I went to bed at roughly midnight.