Last Thursday we headed off to Cornwall for Heat 2 and 3 of the Thundercat National Championship (www.thundercatracing.com) a powerboat series that my husband (James) is involved in. We left at 7pm so Isabella would sleep for the whole of the 4 hour journey and went in convoy as I needed my car and James had to tow.
About an hour away from our destination I called James to let him know I needed to pull over as I thought I was experiencing bad Braxton Hicks, we stopped for a couple of minutes and then carried on the journey. By the time we had finally arrived I was experiencing quite a lot of pain it was taking my breath away. Still convinced that it was Braxton Hicks I put Isabella to bed and then went straight to bed myself. In the morning I woke up to what I believed was my waters (surely I hadn’t just wet myself?) I called my midwife for advise who suggested that I call Truro hospital and go straight to their day assessment unit (DAU) to be safe.
As I thought Isabella would get bored in the hospital I headed off on my own and left James and Isabella behind. One massive mistake I had already made was leaving my maternity notes at home, the DAU weren’t pleased but still continued to look after me really well. On arrival I was put in my own room, urine sample and blood pressure taken and was hooked up to a heartbeat monitor to do a half an hour trace. Once the trace was complete I had to await a doctor to then do a speculum and confirm my waters had gone? By this point I was really nervous as just wanted everything to be ok…
Once the doctor had completed the examination she confirmed it looked as if my waters had leaked and wanted to send me for a scan to confirm if there was enough amniotic fluid for the baby to be ok. After a series of tests I was told all looked ok and to take it easy looking out for any more fluid loss, pain or rise in temperature.
Relieved I headed back to Watergate Bay where my husband was preparing for the racing with lots of people running around for me making sure I had somewhere to sit and something to eat and drink. I spent the rest of the weekend watching the racing and playing with Isabella on the beach without too much discomfort or worry and headed home on Monday morning.
Whist driving home someone crashed into the back of me pushing in my rear bumper and breaking the number plate. Isabella wasn’t fased by this at all but I was concerned the impact could have caused some issue for the ‘bump’. On the phone to my midwife straight away again she asked me to come straight in and do another trace to check the baby was happy.
After seeing the midwife all was well and I was glad to finally arrive home, since being at home all has been well and I have been taking it easy.
Fingers crossed she stays in there until at least 37 weeks 🙂
Hope you all had a better weekend and will keep you posted on any progression