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.
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