As some of you know I had a pretty big pregnancy scare two nights ago. I shared a little bit of what happened on my Instagram stories last night and I was completely blown away at how many women left me comments or sent me DM’s saying that they had been through the same thing. Honestly, in a way it was reassuring because I almost felt like something must’ve been seriously wrong with me or the baby. The reason I want to go into more detail on my blog today is because it was so extremely terrifying and I had no idea what was happening to me, my body and my unborn baby. So I feel like it’s important to write this blog post today so that any other women out there who may experience something similar maybe won’t get panicked as much as I did. So here’s what happened.
At 1:30 AM I woke up to sharp pains in my uterus. At first, my immediate thought was that it was gas pain. I had never had gas pain that severe or even close to that. But I got up and started walking around my bedroom quietly trying not to wake my husband, but the pain just wouldn’t go away. In fact, it was getting worse. So at that point I drew a bath thinking that maybe warm water would help relax my muscles and relieve the gas bubbles. As I was in the tub the pain just kept getting sharper and worse. In fact, it started coming in waves just like contractions. And they were about seven minutes apart. And I KNOW contraction pain. I’ve had a baby before and the pain is intense, distinct, and unmistakable when it’s severe. I was without a doubt having contractions and I was absolutely terrified. So at that point I got out of the tub and woke Kevin up and told him what was happening. Of course he was super concerned for me and wanted more than anything to take away my pain.
So there we were at 2 AM having a conversation – in-between my cries of pain while the contractions were happening – about what we were going to do. I kept saying, let’s just wait a few more minutes before we go to the hospital, hoping that the pain would go away. I told him multiple times that I was going to drive myself to the hospital because we didn’t want to wake Molly, but he kept trying to convince me that he would drive me there because of course he was super concerned. But the last thing I wanted to do was wake Molly just in case it wasn’t labor. Was is stupid for me to insist on driving myself? Maybe. But I wasn’t thinking clearly and Kevin wasn’t going to challenge in at that point.
I REALLY felt that the situation was serious when I suddenly had the urge to go to the bathroom. As any woman who’s been through childbirth knows, when the baby comes it feels like you have to go number two. The pressure is very intense and I suddenly felt that intense pressure. (FYI – I never actually had to go to the bathroom which is why this pressure remains a mystery to me)
Once I felt that pressure, my whimpers turned into sobs. At that point I was absolutely convinced that I was going into labor and was going to have a baby at 26-weeks pregnant. In mere seconds I went through scenarios in my brain of spending months in the NICU, or even worse, not having a baby to sit with in the hospital at all. Could this really be happening? I’m in tears thinking about it even as I type this. Tear for what could have been. Tears for all the women who have lost babies this way.
At that point, I knew I had to go to the hospital. At 2:30 AM I got in my car and said I was going to sit there for 10 more minutes to try and compose myself before going to the hospital. Kevin begged to come with me but I really didn’t want to wake Molly since I knew it could potentially be a long, hard day for her. And my instinct was the get the the hospital safely, it was also to not put Molly through any unneeded stress. Again, maybe a dumb choice, but I wanted to protect my family and I thought I was in the moment.
But while sitting in my car, all of a sudden, my pain completely went away (I drank some water while I was in pain, so maybe that kicked in? Who knows!). It was the strangest thing ever. It was just gone. I waited a few more minutes and went back inside. I was kind of in shock yet again. How could it just be GONE?! But really, all I cared about was that for the first time in the longest 60 minutes of my life, I felt like everything was going ot be ok. After a talk with Kevin, we decided to get back in bed because I wasn’t in pain and the baby was kicking so I felt the baby was ok.
But I defintely dind’t fall asleep for a LONG time. I was in bed for probably an hour or teo just waiting for movements from the baby so I could feel more sure that everything was going to be all right. Thankfully, the baby moved a lot that night and made me feel better about everything. I barely slept. But I was totally ok with that.
I talked to my doctor first thing the next morning and she told me that the contractions were most likely from severe dehydration and possibly the pain was made a little worse from gas. It’s embarrassing for me to even say that because the pain I was experiencing was so awful that it seems insane to me that gas could cause something like that. But I think the majority of it came from dehydration.
After I posted about this to Instagram stories last night, so many of you commented saying you had been through something similar. I truly couldn’t believe it. Just because I had never heard of this before. When I was pregnant with Molly, I feel like I read every single thing you possibly could about pregnancy. And yes, I know hydration is super important so I always drink a lot of water, but I had no idea how severe dehydration could actually be just from one day of missing a few glasses of water. Some of you that commented or sent me a DM said that you actually did go into labor because you were dehydrated and had your baby early – and sadly some didn’t make it. That is so terrifying and so scary that I felt compelled to write this blog post today, not to get sympathy for my story (I luckily am OK and so is my baby), but more so to spread awareness about the importance of staying hydrated during pregnancy. I knew it was important but I guess I just never realized exactly how important it is.
So I’m opening up my blog today to all of you to share your stories and share tips for staying hydrated during pregnancy! I’m hoping that if any women are ever frantically searching the internet for answers at 2:30 in the morning one night in a similar situation, hopefully they’ll see this blog and get answers. Well, I actually hope that they go to the hospital but let’s face it, we don’t always go straight to the hospital when we’re in pain. And maybe I should have in retrospect. But instead I was hunched over in pain trying to frantically Google what could possibly be going on with me. I also hope this serves as a reminder to drink LOTS of water to help prevent this from happening to anyone else.
The floor is open to all of you below. Every woman that’s ever been through something like this knows how scary it is, so I ask everyone to please refrain from any judgment in today’s blog post and let’s keep this a place of positivity, love and support for one another. Luv you guys!