Here’s the story of how my water broke. Around 12:30am, I started to leak some fluid, but neither Nate nor I were concerned. This same thing had happened at week 11 and they had diagnosed it as a minor placental abruption with no issues. I went back to bed, but I woke up again around 2:30am in a huge pool of fluid. We weren’t sure what it was. The same thing happened when I was pregnant with Eleanor and the doctors couldn’t explain it then.
That morning we woke up and made an emergency appointment with my OB. My regular OB was on vacation for the day so I had an appointmen with another OB at the practice. We were both sure that it would be nothing. Nate went to work for an hour and came back home to pick up Eleanor and I to go to the appointment. While we were waiting for Nate, I noticed that my stomach was noticeably smaller. I mentioned it to Nate and he agreed. That is when things became a bit more worrisome.
At the appointment, the heart beat was strong. I was measuring very small, however, I was not dilated at all. They took samples of the fluid and put it on test paper. They told us that amniotic fluid is a base. The strip came back solid blue indicating that it was very high on the base scale. They took another swab and went to check the fluid under a slide. Those 5 minutes seemed like an eternity. The OB came in and told us that I was leaking amniotic fluid. She rushed us down the hall to get an immediate ultrasound. During the ultrasound, Eleanor played with some toys they had in the room. It was very quiet. No one said anything and the ultrasound tech was silent. I asked her what it looked like and she said it didn’t look good and that there was very little fluid. The OB came in and looked at the ultrasound and confirmed that my water had ruptured and I needed to go the hospital. Our hearts sank.
The OB informed me that the first 48 hours were the most crucial to make it through, because there were two steroid injections they would give me to quickly force increased lung development in the baby. Initially, Nate and I thought that I would stay in the hospital for 48 hours and then come home, but then as she explained what was going to happen it became more evident that I would be in the hospital until the baby came. They weren’t able to tell me if I would be having the baby today or in a few weeks. There was enough water for Evelyn to stay inside of me because you only need a small amount of fluid. I also learned that your body continues to make amniotic fluid and Evelyn was helping make it also. The biggest risk was infection and the baby going into distress.
At the hospital, we tried to get admitted into the OB triage area but were very quickly rushed directly to a labor and delivery to be admitted. I was hooked up to a machine that watched Evelyn’s heart rate and monitored any contractions. After about 10 different tests, a RhoGAM shot (because I’m a negative blood type and Nate is a positive), and steroids, I found out that I wasn’t laboring and would be staying in the hospital on bed rest until I delivered.
Again, the first goal was to get past the 48-hour window. This was to give the steroids a chance to work and help Evelyn develop faster. The hope was to make it to 34 weeks, which was 6 weeks away. This was the longest they would let a mother with a broken water go before inducing or scheduling a c-section. At this point, the baby was breach so they would have to do a c-section. The doctors were honest and said that on average, most women make it at most a week or two before going into labor after their water ruptures.