Starting at about 17 weeks I was having braxton hicks contractions, and they continued my entire pregnancy. At about 21 weeks we discovered that I had a short cervix so my doctor monitored me, eventually put me on bed rest, and told me I needed to make it to the third trimester. Once I made it to the third trimester I needed to make it to 34 weeks, and once I made it to 34 weeks I was told I could have her any day. I asked her what percent chance I had that I would have her early and she responded that 100% I would have her early. As 38 weeks rolled a round I was getting a little bugged. I was sure I would not go early, but I would go over. For over twenty weeks I have been having these annoying braxton hicks contractions, I was on bed rest for 5 weeks, and I was still pregnant and nothing was changing.
At about 38 1/2 weeks my contractions changed and I felt a lot more pressure on my pelvis. It was a Sunday night and when I went to bed that night I figured I would wake in the night with stronger contractions and I would need to go to the hospital. Well, I slept fine that night and I woke up even more annoyed that now things had changed and yet nothing was happening. I was certain that she would never come. Well, the next few days my contractions were different, but they certainly did not hurt. On Wed. morning I had a doctor's appointment, and explained to him how I was feeling. When he checked me I was 4 cm dilated, 100% effaced, and a +1 station. At that point my doctor said I could have her soon or sit like this for a week, but once my water broke I better hurry to the hospital because I will go fast. My birth with Lucas was really fast so since the talk of preterm labor I had been nervous I would go fast especially since I would have to get Lucas to a babysitter. Anyway, at this point my doctor should have told me to go to the hospital, or I should have gone to the hospital. Unfortunately that is not what happened.
After that I went home and packed my hospital bag, and I was feeling some contractions, nothing too bad but I could feel them. Since Lucas was induced I had no idea what it felt like to be in labor, and all I could remember from my classes was that if you can walk and talk during your contractions and your contractions are irregular you are not in labor. That described me I could walk and talk and they were irregular. So, my mom and I went to the farmers market and to lunch. We timed my contractions and they were ranging from 2- 6 minutes apart and they were a little uncomfortable. The whole time my mom and I were debating whether or not we should go to the hospital. I kept thinking my doctor didn't seemed concerned so maybe these contractions are uncomfortable because he checked me. Finally, my mom called my sister, Meredith, who has had 5 kids and asked her what she thought. She said get to the hospital you are going to have a baby soon, and all I have to say is bless her.
We hopped in the car, called a friend and dropped Lucas off, and we were off to the hospital. When we got to the hospital Ned asked me if we should bring in the bag, and I said no because I figured we would be sent home (I was in denial). I checked in at the triage at about 3:30, and then I went to the bathroom at which point my water broke. Inside I was freaking out because at this point I knew I would not get my epidural. I came out of the bathroom announced that my water broke to the whole waiting room and then told the front desk worker. No one seemed to care especially since I was in the the birth triage and I am sure this happens often, but I was freaking out. They took one other pregnant women before me and I thought I might go crazy. Anyway, they finally took me back, and my contractions were starting to hurt and all I kept talking about was the epidural. I was in the triage room for a bit and I was stressing because no one had even checked me and I knew I needed to be in a delivery room before I would get an epidural. Once the midwife checked me I was 6 cm dilated and I kept talking to her about the epidural and she told me I would do just fine without one.
Once the placenta was passed I finally was able to nurse her, but because of the morphine I could not remember how to do it. The nurse had to hold her on me the first little bit until I could get it together to hold her. Penny was such a champ at nursing and latched right on. Penny's birth was not exactly as I planned, but I am happy that she and I were both healthy. For the last few months the memory of the pain of natural childbirth made me sure I will have an epidural, but as time passes I think I may go natural again. Here are some pics of the pregnancy:
13 weeks

22 Weeks
24 weeks
38 weeks
38 Weeks 6 Days just 45 minutes before Penny was born



