I love telling my baby stories.
My first, I was 17 and living with my dad. All day I had a backache. First it was mild, then it kept getting stronger and stronger. It didn't go away, no waves, just a major backache. I went in at 5:30pm and was 5 cm. I refused any drugs and delivered at 9:48pm, 12 hours from the start.
My second, I went pee at 11:30pm, and got up, the first thought was "I must not have finished." It took a few seconds to realize it was my water that broke, well a trickle. I went downstairs and played computer and an hour later felt the first contraction. Back labour again. I let hubby sleep until 2 am, woke him up and told him he wasn't going to work today. He didn't clue in right away. Called dad at 3 to watch my oldest. We got to the hospital at about 5. Again, refused drugs, and she was born at 8:10am, just under 8 hours from the first contraction.
My son was a stubborn one. My dad was over from across the country. He came in July and left at the end of August. He planned his trip because my other two were 4 and 5 days early so I assumed my last would be too. I was 4 cm dialated for 2 weeks and decided that if by Monday, 8 days over, I didn;t go into labour I would have my waters broke. Monday evening at 6 I had them broke. 8:30 I went into labour. He was out by 12:04am. 3 and a half hours. Again back labour. Again no drugs. I love the feeling of release after a drug free birth. It can't be topped.
I'm done having kids but if I did have more, I'd have to camp out in the hospital parking lot LOL.
