Although Carey’s official due date was August 26, the newest little Moseley could have cared less. Just before 4pm on August 10, Carey phoned to tell me her doc had issued orders for her to go to the hospital. Carey thought her water might have broken, but wasn’t sure.Actually, Carey had first called her doctor before lunch and was told to go to the hospital then, but since she didn’t think she was anywhere near starting labor, she said, “Nope, I’ve got things to do…I have two conference calls and have to….” (if you know Carey, you understand). In addition, neither Carey nor I wanted to be the rookies showing up at the hospital crying wolf and have a condescending caring healthcare professional tell us to go back home for two weeks.Around 5:30, we finally started toward Baylor Medical Center. It was when we made a quick stop at Sonic, to get Carey a grape slush, that the contractions began big time! At Baylor, Carey learned (a) her water had broken; (b) she was in labor and (C) she was heading to Labor and Delivery (aka L&D).
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