Eric's Birth Story

I was due April 9th but started having bad back pain March 15th and 16th. I kept joking to my friend that maybe at my OB appointment on the 17th they would send me right over to the hospital. I was three cm dilated for 2 weeks. My sister left for Florida on the 16th.. and she was so worried the baby was going to arrive while she was gone. On the night of March 16 a snowstorm started and we had some friends over to watch a movie and eat ice cream and pizza. All that night I had the worst heartburn EVER. I was sure then that the baby wasn't coming soon because I wouldn't be having heartburn if he dropped. It was my first day off from work, I had asked the day before to have Wed/Fri off until the baby came. (I was temping) Andrew was working from home as we had just moved into our house two weeks before and an electrician was coming to hook up our dryer. I woke up at 6am to pee and then I woke up again at 8am and my pants were soaked. This is the moment that I was so sure I would know the baby was coming... nope I was actually convincing myself that I had peed the bed!! Finally I told Andrew that this might be the real thing (I wasn't having contractions)so he said to call my doc. So for an hour I keep dialing and it is busy and I am getting madder and madder at the busy signal. Then I realize I am calling the local bagel shop where my sister used to work because the numbers are so similar. Finally I reach my doctor and still in denial I say "I already have an appointment at 2 and I think my water broke, should I just come in then?" They said I better come in right away.So it had snowed about 6 inches overnight so Andrew had to shovel the driveway before we left. So he does that in a hurry. Then we got into a big fight because he said "What if the electrician comes and we aren't here??" OMG I was soooooo mad. Then I burst out crying and he realized that maybe the electrician would understand. Anyways, to make a long story shorter we went to my doc who said yes I was leaking amniotic fluid and the baby would be born today or tomorrow so to go home get my bag and go to the hospital. We went home and I started eating everything in sight since I wouldn't be able to in labor. We got to the hospital 11:30 am. We called my mom and she came and spent the day with us. Still no contractions. After 2 hours of no contractions, I was started on Pitocin (I think the doc was in a hurry) and then the contractions started. They said I was dilated to 5 already sxo if I wanted the epidural... the back pain was bad so I got it. We watched Red Sox preseason game and the snow falling out the window. We waited until 5pm, then 2 of my sisters, my parents, and grandmother were all there. They went down to the cafeteria for cornbeef and cabbage for St. Patty's Day and the doc came in to check on me. Well I was 8cm at that point and she said I'd better call Andrew to come up. So he came up in a hurry and I got to 10 fast. I pushed from about 5:15-6:48. I needed a little episiotomy. The weirdest thing for me was seeing the contractions on the screen and not feeling them! They were worried he would be under 6 being so early but he was 6 lb 11 oz and 20 inches. He did have a clubfoot and the doc attributed that and his early arrival to being squished. So that's my birth story...