My due date was January 6... so being 2 days POST DATE was mental agony for a mom who has always had early babies. Had a few contractions yesterday evening and was anxious about the road conditions so we decided to "take a little drive to Vanderbilt" just in case... but the contractions subsided when we arrived. I ran 20 flights of stairs outside of L&D with Jason but they still didn't pick up again... didn't want to be one of those anxious women who come in false labor, so we went and got a bite to eat and came home. Went to bed. Was having the most bizarre dream... woke up and realized I was having contractions and that my water was broken. It was 12:15. We threw on clothes and jumped in the car before Papaw even arrived at our house to stay with the sleeping boys. Had a few intense contractions in the car. Rolled into the ER and right up to L&D where the midwife was already waiting to deliver another patient. Everything felt so relaxed and calm. She helped me on the bed, checked me and said, "well you're complete! Do you feel like you need to push?" I said lets wait for Daddy to park the car. Dad got there a couple minutes later, threw on a gown and gloves, a contraction started, we pushed a couple times, and she was out at 12:56! Dad got to catch her. It was AWESOME! Thank you Lord for the gift of this precious healthy baby and a safe, easy delivery. What a blessing. She is just perfect.
