Thursday night I was feeling pretty good. The previous two nights I had been having a lot of stomach tightenings - they didn't hurt, but the pressure would take my breath away sometimes and I could feel everything shifting south everytime. I had a bit of an upset tummy though... I did wonder if this might be a sign of impending labor but didn't say anything. The Kings Speech was on TV, so Conor and I both stayed up late to watch it, going to bed around 11:30.
I had to get up a couple times to pee, and then at 2:30am my eyes just popped open, I didn't know why - I was laying on my side facing Conor and my water broke, so I quickly shifted my backside off the bed so I wouldn't soak the mattress! It was a much bigger gush than when my water broke with Finn and Elle.
They say only 15% of labors will start with the water breaking before labor begins... What are the chances that my water would break with ALL THREE of mine!
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| Feeding right away |
I woke up Conor so that he could grab a towel and just kinda laid there for a bit. With Finn and Elle labor never really started on its own, I had to be induced. Conor lamented the bad timing because we didn't want to call someone to come over, both go to the hospital, only to be discharged after verifying my water had broken to await labor or be induced again.
I honestly didn't even want to call the hospital, I wanted to go back to bed and see what happened. We decided I should call anyways, and they told me to come in. So we decided I would go in by myself, and if I did get admitted or something changed, Conor could just take a taxi or the bus.
Then I FINALLY got out of bed to change my clothes and use the washroom, and while I was in the washroom I had my first minor contraction. I knew then that I wasn't going to go to the hospital alone, so I called the babysitter (my phone says I called her at 2:55) while I got my bags ready to go, meanwhile having a few more contractions here and there, nothing really painful, but different than the ones I had been having the previous nights.
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| About an hour after birth - getting weighed and checked |
I laid down in bed again waiting for the sitter to come, and when she got there I had to use the washroom one more time. Well I thought I was going to have the baby right there on the toilet! I had a contraction as soon as I sat down, and it wasn't that it was more painful than the others, but I had this terrible urge to push, and I knew there was nothing ELSE that needed to come out, if you know what I mean! I almost yelled for Conor to call the ambulance, but chickened out, and basically ran out to the car quickly saying goodbye to the sitter.
On the drive I had several more painful contractions that I had to hold Conors hand for, he asked me if he should be speeding and I said yes and no! Nodded yes during contractions, saying no between because I didn't want to get a ticket!
Then we got to the hospital and I didn't know what to do. This hospital has a women's side (where I needed to go) and a regular hospital side. Out front you can only park for 30 minutes, but underground the women's hospital elevators aren't open at night, so I would have to walk farther. We were going to go park underground but then I had a really bad contraction and just told him to park out front and we'd deal with it later. Unfortunately we should have gone around back to the emergency entrance because the women's hospital entrance was closed, as was the main hospital entrance. I may have said a fee choice words at that point. We had to ring and ask to be let in... All the while having more contractions and wanting to push. (After Thea was born Conor went and moved the car and told me after that neither of the elevators were working! It was a good thing we didn't park underground!)

From the entrance to the emergency desk I had to stop and sit twice, and I sent Conor to the desk. Thank goodness this guy behind the desk went and opened the door for us because I walked in but I guess the lady who was actually manning the desk wasn't ready for me to actually come in.
She looked confused when she saw me because she didn't realize the guy had opened the door for us, and she didn't have anywhere for me to go. But I had to sit again for a contraction and a midwife saw me, came over and saw me sitting there with my knees clamped together trying to breath and said "oh yep, you're ready, we're gonna bring you right to a room".
They got a wheelchair and walked me to labor and delivery, and I heard them deciding which room and said they'd get it ready.
I laid down in the bed and I had to push but they started taking my clothes off and getting things ready so I held on again. The next contraction I didn't know what to do, I wanted to push but no one had even looked down there yet!! I just asked and they said do whatever I want so I started pushing and I heard one or more of them saying they could see the head. So I pushed and pushed and then they yelled to stop (ugh, this meant I was tearing!) Conor said "she has lots of hair" so I thought he could just see the top (turned out her whole head was out at that point)
With the next contraction they said not to push but to just breath, but I couldn't... Thank goodness I could hear Conor breathing in my ear like they were telling me to, so I just copied him - my eyes were closed this whole time because of the pain.
So I panted and panted and felt her come out, opened my eyes and there she was on my chest!!
3:59am baby Thea Marie was born!
She latched on right away so I think I breastfed her for over and hour while they stitched me up before finally getting her measurement - 8 pounds 8 ounces, 52 cm long.
In the end, this was the best timing! I have no clue what would have happened had this started during the day. 1. Conor would not have made it. 2. We had two sitters lined up on call, but this one who would be available Friday knows the kids and their routines better as she had done most of the nannying while I was in hospital. 3. It would have taken her longer to get to our house if it was during the day. 4....really, I would not have made it to the hospital.
Can you imagine if my water broke like that at the zoo on Tuesday?!?!?