Well, she is here. Our newest addition to our family could not be more perfect. We had a very, very busy weekend of holiday festivities; she decided to keep the excitement going for one more day. All the girls slept very late on Monday morning, so I decided that Mo could skip school and head over to Mimi's for some extra time with their cousins. After a nice visit, we left around 2:30 to head home for naps (B and, hopefully, me). This was not to be.
At 3:30 I was on the phone catching up with my friend Meghan... in the middle of a good story... and whoosh, my water broke. I tried to finish my story, but, at her urging, I hung up and began the mad rush of packing for the hospital: packing M&M for Sean's parents, and B & Jameson for my parents. You would think this would be done, as I was planning on being induced on Thursday. The weekend was just so crazy, and I really was doing laundry on Monday with plans to pack that evening.
After two unsuccessful attempts to contact Sean, two unsuccessful attempts to contact Sue, and a successful attempt to contact my dad, I was convinced my water broke (could have just been peeing myself!). I called the doctor, they said to head to Paoli Hospital. It was a bit of a whirlwind getting everyone packed, but soon I had my mother in law, dad, and husband rushing home. We finished getting ready, left a mess in the kitchen (I was in the middle of making a BLT for myself... can't remember the last time I made one of those!). On the way to the hospital I said to Sean, "I just hope to God I am not only one centimeter. I want to be at least three."
I was one! Ugh. We checked in, got settled in our room and began the waiting game. We got there around 5:15 pm. I was not really having contractions yet, just some minor back pain. Everyone kept telling me what a smooth, fast delivery this would be, after all, not only was it my fourth, but my fourth in less than 5 years!
Well they were wrong.
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