On Thursday, July 15th I woke up at about 3am having minor contractions, but nothing I couldn't handle. I was able to sleep and decided it was probably best to not go into work. Phil was suppose to work that day and since the contractions were really irregular I told him to go. It wasn't long after he left that my contractions start to come every seven minutes, so I called him up and had him come home. Once Phil was home we decided to go for a walk around the block as this is what the hospital had told us to do to start labor...well it didn't work, it stopped my labor. The rest of the day we sat around waiting for something to happen taking a lot of naps thinking it was going to happen in the middle of the night. Well nothing happened. :(
Friday, July 16th I decided I wasn't going to sit around and wait for something to happen, so I went to work. Phil thought I was crazy! I got to work and started working on creating some draft amendments and was called into a meeting around 8am. On my way back to my desk I decided to stop by the bathroom, while going to the bathroom I felt a popping feeling but didn't really think anything of it. I went back to work, but kept feeling a wet sensation when I move which made me a little concerned. I called my mom who promised to have her cell phone on and she would answer no matter what... Of course she didn't answer. So around lunch time I decided that I should probably figure out what is going on, so I went into a co-worker's office who had just had a baby and told her that I thought my water had broke. She freaked out and told me to call at least call my clinic to see if they wanted to see me. So I attempted to call the clinic, but it was lunch time and no one was answering, so I called the hospital; they told me to come right in and plan on having the baby that night. I asked them if I could drive home and they said sure if you aren't having any contractions. This freaked EVERYONE out.
I made it home just fine and had called Phil on the way to meet me at home. We grabbed our stuff and made it to the hospital at about 3pm. I got hooked up to the monitors and found out my body wasn't contracting regularly in it's own, so they hooked me up to pitiosin (sp?). In a few hours my contractions were coming every few minutes, but I was shaking so bad i couldn't relax in between my contractions, so I asked for a epidural. The nursed informed me I was only 3cm and I had to be 4 before I could get an epidural. So she went to go ask the doctor if I could get one early, I told I promised to be at 4 by the time she came back. I held up my end of the deal and so did she so I got my epidural which was amazing!!!!
After the epidural I went from 4-8cm in a half hour!!! It didn't take me long to get to 10cm. The baby was really high so we waited an hour for the baby to come down. I pushed for about 45 minutes and Wy man made his entrance at 9:45pm. Phil cut his cord and was able to announce he was a boy. He was perfect from the start.
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