It was a normal morning, everything seemed right. I was 36 weeks pregnant and in good health. There were no problems up until this moment.
I headed to the restroom and took a shower as I did every morning. I favored morning showers because it kept me relaxed throughout the rest of the day. After getting ready, I noticed a slight pain coming from the left side of my abdomen. It was bearable, feeling as if I had a cramp. Because I was pretty far along in my pregnancy already, I thought nothing of it. “It’s probably false labor,” I said to myself.
Being told by my doctor and the many pregnancy books I had read leading up to this moment, I started to walk around slowly. This was supposed to stop the pain, but it did not in my case. Back and forth, back and forth. It began to come on stronger and longer to the point where I could no longer stand. Tears ran down my face as the pain ran through my stomach, down to my feet.
There was nobody home at the time and I was left alone without being able to move. I grabbed my cellphone and called my friend to hurry home. Frantically waiting, I tried to pack a hospital bag, but moving wasn’t an option. I sat there, screaming for my dear life. The door opened and I was rescued.
Speeding to the hospital, it seemed like a ten minute drive was taking forever. I felt an urge to push but I resisted. I did not want to have my newborn baby in the passenger seat of a car. It was the most intense feeling I have ever had, something that I had not expected. When we arrived at the hospital, I was immediately rushed into labor and delivery. The man that was pushing the wheelchair was walking. “Walking? RUN!” I shouted at him.
Assuming the nurses have to follow guidelines, they asked me to give them a urine sample. At that point I didn’t know what was going on. I was in shock. I could not give her a sample because it felt as if Baby was already out. And to my surprise, Baby was.
“The baby is half way out. We need to get you to an emergency labor and delivery room as quickly as possible,” explained the nurse.
This is when I started to panic. All of these emotions were going through me at the same time and I started to feel faint. They made me sign documents when arriving into the room, which I thought was ridiculous. All of my vital signs checked out normal as well as Baby’s and I was ready to push. Finally!
The entire delivery took about ten minutes. Baby was out and I was relieved! My advice to anyone, if you feel anything different, anything at all, at least call your doctor. Let them know your symptoms and ask for their advice. I had had no prior symptoms of preterm labor which is why I had assumed it was false. Hearing all of these stories from other mothers can not reflect your own. They may give you an idea of what is possible to expect, but I think it all comes down to you as an individual.
I would also advice anyone to stay away from pregnancy books as they did not help me in this case. I thought I had it all under control, again getting ideas from someone else, but it wasn’t at all what they described. The best knowledge comes from one’s self, especially during pregnancy.