Splish, splash, did my water just break?

For two weeks before I delivered, I kept thinking my water broke. I called every Mom I know to ask if my water could break and I not know it. I was really nervous I wouldn't realize it and fearful I would continue to go about my business endangering my baby and myself. Statistically speaking, about half of pregnant women have their water break before going to the hospital, but only two of my friends had that experience. Everyone else (myself included) had their water broken by their OB in the hospital. Read more...

I've been told it can feel like you've sprung a small leak and that it trickles between your legs as if you were tinkling. My experience was more like a big water balloon popping. Water gushed out of me. It was warm, it was wet, it was weird... and messy. The good news is that it is doesn't hurt at all.

Unfortunately, Meconium was present so I was told I couldn't immediately hold the baby after delivery - something I decided long ago I wanted to do. He would instead be taken away, aspirated, checked over, and then placed on my chest. This stressed me out because everything I had read said to immediately have skin-to-skin contact while leaving the umbilical cord attached. Sigh. Looking back on it now, it was not a big deal and I was/am relieved the medical team was there to take care of him. Was our future bonding affected? I don't think so.

Don't worry, you'll know when your water breaks and, when it does, it's time to call your doctor, prepare to go to the hospital, and get excited because you're about to have your baby!


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