The night of the 17th, I was 39 weeks and I kept getting "cramps" or just harder contractions, and I remember waking up in the middle of the night being a little bit annoyed because let's be real ya'll know how much I wanted to meet our little guy already.
I kept feeling weird leakage and every time I felt it I would wake up and think is that my water breaking? I had no idea, I always imagined it being this gush of water and being drenched in water but that wasn't the case.
We woke up around 8 am, Ben was making breakfast and I was just laying down hoping that my water would break...haha. We were getting ready for church when all of a sudden I leaked again but this time it was more than "normal".
Around 10 am Ben suggested to ask one of our friend's Wendy, who's a doctor and she said to go to the hospital...better safe than sorry.
I went and took a shower got ready for the hospital, I had already made my diaper bag so we grabbed it and then we paused for a sec.
We kneeled down to say a prayer, we looked at each other and knew that next time we would be back at our apartment we would have OUR son with us.
|Born at 8:26|
|Our buddle of Joy.|
|I LOVE you so much Noah, and I hope to be the best Mom I can be for you.|
|Everything I ever dreamed of.|
|I couldn't even describe how much love I have for these two boys.|