When we got home that night I still was not feeling good, the toilet was my best friend because that is where I was most of the night. I had went into the living room and was able to get comfortable enough to fall asleep. Not only did I fall asleep but also did my mom. I had woken up pretty early that morning, it was still dark outside, I had realized my mom had woke up and went to her room. I to decided to get up and go to my room.
Late that morning around 8 my mom had woken me up to see how I was feeling. I was still not feeling the greatest so she had decided to stay home. She left the room and went to call her boss. I could hear her on the phone telling her boss what was going on. I had the urge to go to the bathroom. I got up walked out of my room into the dining area and turned to start down the hallway to the bathroom, I got to the walk way of the hallway and I felt a trickle go down my leg. I started to cry because I thought I had just peed myself. I started to walk the rest of the way to the bathroom.
I got to the door way of the bathroom and I felt more than just a trickle of pee it was like full-blown pee. Although it was not pee, I started to scream for my mom, who was still on the phone and only one room over. I could hear her in panic tell her boss that she had to go that something was wrong. She rushed out of her room to see me standing there with my legs spread apart and a puddle on the floor. I told her I think my water just broke.
She then runs to the top of the stairs and yells to my dad we have got to go her water just broke. I was in labor and you could not tell because on our way to the hospital I was cracking jokes and just having a good ol time. I hurried and called my best friend at the time because we had just passed her, and said hey I am in labor and on my way to the hospital. She was completely shocked, because I was so calm and happy. She told me she was on her way to school and to contact her when my little baby girl got here.
By the time we got to the hospital it was a little after 9 so I had missed the nurse from the night before. It was fine though because it was finally the day I would get to meet the little person that had been beating the inside of me up for so many months. They checked me and got me all hooked. They watched me for a while and reassured me that my water had broken but not all the way. That they will have to break my water the rest of the way to help me progress more.
Let just say that at the beginning of this I was doing great and having a good old-time but by the middle of this I was a cranky person. They had to give me something to help the procedure go quicker. Once my contractions started to get stronger I started to get more agitated. I was wanting to do this all without pain medicine but things just did not work out that way. After awhile I was begging for a epidural.