The Date is February 27th


Also known as our due date. Let me set the scene.. Dominic is at work. I'm sitting on the couch at home sick as a dawg when my best friend messages me that her mother is coming over to drop off some homemade soup. This is how it went..


"My mom is coming over in like a half hour to drop off soup"

"I'll put pants on then"

"Are you scared to wreck pants with broken water fluid?"

"How'd you know my water broke?"

"Well... I think it did"

"What what what"

"What"

"I'm not going in cause I don't wanna look silly if it didn't"


She calls me a second later from work (she works at a hospital) telling all her co-workers my symptoms and they all say "tell her to go in!"


Meanwhile.. I'm texting my sis-in-law who is the person that's bringing me in while my husband is gone. Here's that conversation...


"How are you feeling?"


"I'm not panicking yet... but I think my water has broke but I just can't be sure"


"Let me know if you want me to bring you in!"


"I'm gonna give it a little bit more time just to be sure. I will let you know if I need you"


"Sounds good. I'll keep my phone on me"

"How are you doing? You're not cleaning are you?"


"AHAHAHA don't call me out like that!"


"ARE YOU?! Stop! Seriously - I will clean your house while you're at the hospital"


"I have to be prepared!"


"I WILL CLEAN"


But here's the thing, okay? It's the 27th.. as I mentioned earlier I am sick as a dawg. My sister-in-law actually drove me to the hospital on the 26th because I was running a fever for about 3 days straight that wouldn't go away unless I took Tylenol. Turned out everything was okay with the baby so I was sent home after some monitoring. This was the reasoning for not wanting to go in. I was just there and I didn't want to go back in if my water wasn't actually broke.


It was... I was definitely in labor. Here's the timeline...

  • 9am - Had suspicions of water breaking but wasn't for sure
  • 10am - Really suspicious about water breaking so started timing my "cramps" (they were contractions lol)
  • 12pm - 1pm - Casey tells me about her moms soup and panic sets in that I'm home alone while in labor but I'm too stubborn to have someone bring me in because I'm in denial that I'm actually about to have to birth this child out of my body.
  • 1:30pm - Casey leaves work to bring my ass to the hospital even though I told her I was fine.
  • 3pm - My sis-in-law AND Casey come over to start getting things ready to bring me in (I was cleaning, nesting if you will)
  • 4pm - Dominic (my husband) meets us at the hospital and they check to see how dilated I was.... ma'am... apparently I was 5CM DILATED. Nurse goes "yeah you're stucke here, you're not allowed to go home."

Everything's a bit fuzzy from then on

  • 10pm - I was fully dilated but wasn't allowed to push because my body was absolutely shot. I went 9cm without an epidural so because of my constant fever and body aches from the previous few days and the contractions, I was wore out.
  • 2am - Della Jean was born