the whole sunny warm day i kept feeling a lot of tightening in my belly. i thought, "it's just braxton hicks contractions- i still have four weeks until my due date."
that evening i was so hungry, i sat and ate warm, leftover spaghetti...lots of spaghetti...while talking to carrie (my close friend in oregon).
then, i felt a trickle of liquid from my vagina...
i knew right away it was my water breaking, but i didn't want to say it out loud.
"carrie?!" i said faking my best normal, calm, voice.
"yes, jen?" she replied.
"i have to go, i'll call you later okay?! i love you, but i have to go."
"okay" she said short and perplexed. "jen, are you okay?"
"yes, but i have to go."
i was so not okay...
i went to the bathroom-flipped on the light and sat on the cold, white toilet. all the amniotic fluid started gushing out like a garden hose just turned on very quickly. the force surprising you every time.
"oh...my....god" i thought.