When I was 20 weeks pregnant I felt a gush of fluid when I was lying on the couch. I called my doctor and was told to come in immediately. When I went in for my ultrasound I saw the technician holding back tears and I knew something was wrong. I got dressed and went into a waiting room while I waited for the midwife. I was told that most of my amniotic fluid was gone and that the doctor wanted to see me at the hospital. I was devistated at the thought of losing our sweet boy. My husband met me at the hospital where we were told that without the amniotic fluid, the chance of our baby boy developing his lungs was so small. Even with that news, I couldn’t bare the thought of inducing, because he had a strong heartbeat and I could still feel him moving. He stayed in my belly for another week and continued to move reminding me how strong he is, and my husband got to feel him move for the first time, that was a blessing. I was continuously monitored for infection and about a week later my white blood cell count was alarmingly high,