My Birth Story- Part 1

It's been just over 2 weeks and I figure I better get it written down before I forget...how could I ever forget??

March 13, 2012...It was a Tuesday.  The day before we had been to have an ultrasound of our baby son, he was measuring big but all was well, we even FINALLY got a cute ultrasound profile, he was sucking his thumb.

I woke up Tuesday and all was well.  I had a bowl of cereal and went about my business. I was on a mission that day, to clean out our big chest freezer and our regular fridge and freezer..which I did..  But I also had to make few more visits to the bathroom than usual...my stomach was just not normal...and was causing me some distress (if you get what I'm sayin')  Dana came home for lunch and I wasn't really that hungry so I passed.  About 2ish I decided a corn dog sounded good.  Now, I don't know what possessed me to eat a corn dog let alone TWO corn dogs when my stomach was acting up, but I did and didn't feel quite right the rest of the afternoon.  Tuesdays is the night we go to my parents for dinner, so when Dana got home from work we headed up to my parents, I still was not feeling great but I figured I would be fine, once I ate some "real" food.  My mom was making corned beef and cabbage in honor of St Patty's Day coming up.  We sat down to eat and immediately I knew I HAD to get up from the table.  I rushed to the bathroom and you betcha, those corn dogs were comin' up.  UGH.  But then I felt awesome, better than I had all day.  I sat down at the table and expressed that I should of just thrown up earlier and I would have felt better. So I sat down and proceeded to eat some dinner.  We sat and visited for a bit and then went home.  Once we got home, I was in the bathroom again...this time losing my dinner.  It was about 8:30 at this point and I asked Dana if I should call the midwives.  "Sure, why not?"  Well.. as I sat there with the little blue contact card in my hand and the list of reasons you may need to call.. I read - persistent diarrhea and/or vomiting.  It wasn't really persistent..just all day.  hahaha and I just didn't want to be  THAT neurotic first time mom.  So I asked Dana again...his response, "what's it going to hurt?"  And I also realized that I had only felt Avery once that afternoon - he had had the hiccups.  He is usually much more active and then I got scared.  I called and spoke to the midwife on call and without a beat she said she'd like me to go to the hospital for monitoring.  That is NOT what I expected.  I had expected to have her say that I should get some rest and call back in the morning or something.... but even now I never thought I would be having a baby.