# 5 The Dam Broke
My husband and I discovered, on Christmas morning, that we were going to have our first baby. I called Mom and Dad to let them know our exciting news. Mom's exact words were, "Congratulations! How did it happen?" Oh, wait, that's her embarrassing moment. And for the record, she meant how did we know, but still...
Hubby and I decided we would take a child-birth class from the local hospital. During one session the nurse running the class explained that when 'your water breaks', it wouldn't always be a flood. It might just be a drizzle. She taught us that to be certain it was amniotic fluid we should check for two things: 1, is it colorless, and 2, is it odorless.
Half-way through my ninth month of pregnancy, I had a drizzle. I checked the panty liner. Yep, it was colorless, and yes it was odorless. We went to the hospital, where they took the liner to confirm my diagnosis.
A few minutes later a very sweet nurse came out and hesitantly told us that there was no amniotic fluid present. She looked so embarrassed that I realized what she meant.
"So...are you saying...I just...wet my pants?"
"Yes, I'm sorry."
My husband and I burst out laughing. Poor nurse. Maybe this is her embarrassing moment. Mostly I just think it's funny.
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