On Friday night, such is tradition, I bought myself some beers to relax for the weekend. It was a bit strange because Sarah and I talked about how I probably shouldn’t drink too much over the next few weeks as It’s probably not ideal I turn up to the hospital drunk if she goes into labor. I’d sort of brushed it off because, well we’ve still got 6 weeks to go.
Fast forward about 3 hours or so and she’d just got out of the shower. We were talking about something, I can’t remember what but water just slowly started dripping down her leg onto our bedroom floor. We have wood flooring throughout so it was pretty obvious straight away. I asked if she was all right and she looked at me puzzled. I pointed to the floor and asked again if she was all right? She looked at me and told me she didn’t need the toilet. Could this be happening? Surely not? Broken Waters!
Remarkably we both stayed really calm, I expected myself to start panicking immediately but I didn’t. I was calm and collected, and a little drunk. I should have listened to her advice. She called 111 and they asked her to do a few things, she was told to wear a pad and check an hour later to see if it was wet. She wasn’t in any pain, and luckily she wasn’t still leaking water either. Even though everything was fine we still couldn’t explain the water so on Saturday morning we decided to call the hospital and book an appointment.
Better safe than sorry!
We arrived at the hospital on Saturday afternoon after a quiet morning. There was still no pain, no discomfort. They were extremely good with us as usual. Sarah was made to feel at ease immediately. She was monitored using two bands for babies movement and heartbeat for about 45 minutes. It was really assuring to hear the heartbeat, which went up every time baby moved.
They took her blood and a urine sample which showed signs of an infection. This later came back fine, though. The midwife explained that because Sarah is so slight, the readings on the machine they used would usually show contractions are actually just movements. Fortunately for us, it was more likely that she’d just wet herself, which is apparently really common in pregnant women. Broken waters!? Nope. Pee. This left us a bit red faced, but I guess you should be better safe than sorry!
After the stress of the night before and spending a good chunk of our day in the hospital, we decided to eat out that night. We decided on a place called Turkusine. It was absolutely delicious, we thoroughly enjoyed it. It was our first time eating Turkish food and we will definitely be back.
Future of the blog
I’ve had some good inspiration lately from twitter. I’d like to start writing some reviews in the near future and I’ve also got some really good ideas for articles that aren’t personal blog posts. I’d like to think over the next few weeks I’ll get a few of these out. I’m really enjoying twitter, I’ve never really used it before starting this blog. I got myself all chuffed last night when I hit 50 followers! It’s the little things in life!