I started having weird stomach pains on January 4th at around 10 at night

I started having weird stomach pains on January 4th at around 10 at night. My fiancé was at work, I texted him saying I didn't feel good, I felt like the pains were progressing and for him to come home because I felt needed to go to the hospital. I had actually been holding off on going for a few weeks, but at that point I started to know something was wrong so I headed to the hospital. I was in triage and they hooked me up to the monitors (heart rate and contraction monitors). Turns out I was right, I was having contractions at 32 weeks and 3 days. I was super scared but they told me I was having them because I was super dehydrated which I couldn't believe because I drink soooooo much water I mean A LOT! Anyway, they gave me a jug of ice water (sooo yummy 😍) and the contractions had went away for a while, about 30 minutes, I was so relieved thinking I could go home and to just add more water onto the boatload I was already drinking. I was sadly mistaken :(. They came in and told me that they felt it was best for me to be admitted to the L&D; unit. I was so upset, at that point I regretted going to the hospital so much but I knew deep down it was for the best. When I got settled into the L&D; Unit I was finally able to get some sleep. The next morning the doctors did their rounds and came to check in with me and asked me tons of questions and felt my belly and ya know, the usual. They put an IV in and took lots of blood to run tests to see if they could figure out why I'm now in "preterm" labor, mind you at this time I'm still having contractions and they wouldn't allow me any type of meds or anything so I basically had to push through the pain. No irregular blood results came back for any of the tests they took the first day of me being in Labor and Delivery so I was told I would be kept just for another day for monitoring with the monitors ( I was feeling relieved, hoping I would go home soon) NOPE! The high risk doctor comes in and tells me that they're going to try to squeeze me in for an ultrasound to check on the baby (my pregnancy was high risk due to pregestational diabetes)sooo at this point my worries are back at their highest peak. The ultrasound seems to be going good then the tech says "ohk I'm done, the doctor will be in in just a second just to double check and let you know what's going to happen" ughhh that doesn't sound good at all. The doctor comes in and tells me my son has fluid in his stomach and his scalp and she's not too sure how it got there. She tells me I might not make it till my induction date (37weeks) she said that fluid in the body usually means the baby is anemic but she couldn't figure out why or how the baby somehow became anemic. Not good news. .. The 6th rolls around and I'm super depressed. IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY 😭 yes, I spent my birthday in the hospital with crappy food and nothing but water and ice chips. I had a whole weekend getaway planned with my fiancé, hotel paid for, dinner reservations, parents had my daughter, etc. All had to be canceled. I was not a happy camper. I was so over being in the hospital and being hooked up to those monitors with the straps digging into my back, my son constantly moving from the heart rate monitor and the nurses literally coming in every 5 minutes to mess with it for about 10 minutes, just to have to come back in the next 5 minutes again 😭😭.. I kept saying that I was going to go home. A doctor came in and told me that there's a high chance my son would be stillborn and they couldn't guarantee he would survive. That's the worst news I could have gotten on my birthday. I was so depressed no words could describe it. They told me they were going to try to hold off on an emergency c section to try to get babies lungs more time to develop and for him to mature a little more. They gave the two doses of the steroids to help his lungs out. They told me that no matter what when he was born he would have to go to the NICU.. I didn't think the day could get much worse. The next day (7th) I started having slight pain on my left side I complained to my fiancé about it and he kept telling to try to readjust myself, maybe I was just uncomfortable from laying in the same position too long. Didn't work. He suggested I try to have a BM. Didn't work. Throughout the day the pain just got worse and worse. This pain was killing me. No lie it was worse than the contractions 😭 the doctors kept trying to tell me that it was contractions but I knew it wasn't. The doctor did a cervix check to see if I was dilated, I wasn't. It was on my side and felt like a radiating sharp ache that started to shoot down my leg and into the lower left side of my back and it was only on my left side. Finally after hours of agonizing pain a nurse came in with an ultrasound to check on what's going on. She said, "the baby seems fine but it looks like I'm just super super backed up, it's just constipation." I was definitely constipated because I couldn't go number 2 to save my life but I still felt like that wasn't the cause of this pain. So after more hours of complaining they decide to run some more tests, more blood drawn, at this point I felt like a pin cushion. They tell me the results may take a couple days. The next morning, (8th) they tell me they want to go ahead and schedule me for a c section tomorrow first thing in the morning, they tell me I can eat until 12am and after that no ice, water, or food. At this point I'm actually having super mixed emotions. I'm sad, relieved, happy, worried, and so many more emotions mixed into one. I was a mess. It's now the 9th and the anesthesiologist comes in to talk about whether an epidural, spinal, or being put to sleep is best. He decides on a spinal which scared the crap out of me because I have scoliosis. The doctors start getting prepped and bring me a fresh clean white gown. Earlier a guy came in to put another IV in my other arm because they wanted me to have 2 in case I needed to be put to sleep and the other one was being used for an insulin drip. When the nurse goes to flush my IV to check and make sure it's good in case they need it later, my arm quickly starts to sting and form a huge ball of liquid it was very painful. The nurse tries herself and gets it right. It's about 7am and we're about ready to head to the OR. The doctor says we need to wait for the results from the blood test for the pain I was having to finally come in. GUESS WHAT?.. I HAVE A KIDNEY INFECTION. Are you freaking kidding me? .. So now my c section is canceled. And I'm pissed. I started getting super super hot and I felt like the room was spinning so my wonderful fiancé starts fanning me and I just decide to lay down and try to go to sleep. Not even within an hour of me laying down I feel a little trickle almost like I peed myself but I knew I didn't pee myself.. I ignore it for about 10 minutes then try to get up and go pee. At this time there's actually a nurse in my room about to take my blood sugar. As I get up it starts it trickle down my leg and I say out loud actually could this be my water? She says I don't think so but I will call a doctor in to check. After I go pee I lay back down, another little trickle, at this point I know for sure it's my water because I know I don't just pee on myself and I've never had poor bladder control or anything like that and it felt so involuntary. (With my daughter the doctors broke my water with their little crochet hook 😂 so I never knew what it was like for my water to break naturally) the doctor takes 2 hours to come check on me, she does a cervical exam and swabs. They tell me they will look at it under a microscope and if it looks like a fern it's my water. The nurse comes back and says hun it's not your water. So time passes and she comes back and says it actually was your water the doctor let the slide sit a bit and it showed the fern. I said I knew it. So I asked, wait so what does that mean now? Are they gonna do the c section now then? She said I think it's a little more serious now but I will have the docs come talk to you. A little later the doctors come in and say well since your water broke I think we need to go ahead and do this c section because now with that infection you have it has more of a chance to reach your baby now that your water has broke. I'm having the same emotions as before now. This is it. I'm having our son I say to my fiancé. I'm strolled into the OR my fiancé goes a seperate way to get scrubbed up. They start doing my spinal. I HONESTLY THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE !!😭😭 I have scoliosis so it's not as simple as it may be for some other women. The anesthesiologist kept hitting nerves in my back, hit one on the left, hit one on the right. She hit a nerve so bad on my left my whole leg flew up in the air and I almost kicked a nurse that was trying to help me breathe and get through the pain. This is all while having contractions and the pain on my side. I was crying so hard I couldn't take the pain. I started to beg for them to just put me to sleep, but in the back of my mind I kept telling myself to push for a little longer because then my babe couldn't be in there with me and this was something I wanted him to be there for(with my first I was put to sleep). Just as she was about to give up she got the right spot and the medicine kicked in almost immediately. My butt started to feel warm and they laid me down very quickly. Before I could blink I was completely numb. They told me they were putting a catheter in and then they would start. It took a while for them to get through my scar tissue from my previous c section. My son was born at 5:36pm on January 9th,2018. 8 lbs, 6.9oz, 19 inches. He went straight to the NICU. He is still there.