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During my third pregnancy, I experienced contractions throughout my entire third trimester. So about 2 weeks before my due date, when I began feeling consistently strong contractions around bedtime, I pretty much ignored them.
But a few hours later, searing pain woke me from sleep. I hesitated to disturb my snoring husband, and instead, took a hot shower. If the contractions persisted post-shower, I'd wake him.
Oh yeah, things were ramping up.
We called my doctor, who told us to meet her at the hospital. She would tell me later it was the tone of my voice that gave me away: she knew I was in labor!
It was 3 a.m. when my parents arrived to stay with our two older kids. My husband and I headed to the hospital in the dead of night, with long, empty stretches of road spanning out before us.
And wouldn't you know it, right around the time we pulled into the hospital parking lot, my contractions stopped, dead in their tracks.
Instead of going home, I decided to get checked out. I figured, we were here, so why not?
At about 5 a.m., I was 4 cm dilated, and my doctor wanted to keep me there because earlier that day at a check-up I'd only been around 2 to 3 cm dilated. This baby might come fast, and as she said, "You aren't having her on the living room floor!"
My husband and I began walking around the labor and delivery wing to speed up my labor. Around and around we trudged, and still, no contractions. My doctor decided to break my water, and then WHAM!
Waves of strong contractions washed over me, one after the other, with no break in between. Within an hour, I felt the urge to push, and dropped to the floor. My husband ran into the hallway to get help.
"Remember, no having this baby on the floor," my doctor playfully reprimanded me, breezing into the room. Nurses helped me onto the bed, and my doctor confirmed the baby was coming out.
A few very painful pushes later, and my third daughter was born just after 8 a.m.
I gave birth three hours after being admitted to the hospital. I thought that was pretty fast, but I've got nothing on these moms, whose babies were born so quickly some of them didn't even make it to the hospital!
1. From the African American Moms and Moms to Be group, I had a baby in 8 minutes.
2. From the July 2015 birth club, Birth story: Delivered 7/24/15.
3. From the August 2015 birth club, My birth story! Hubby missed it.
4. From the July 2015 birth club, Born on the 4th of July.
5. From the July 2015 birth club, Crazy delivery story.
6. From the June 2015 birth club, Delivery story (long) TMI.
7. From the March 2015 birth club, Malachi Birth Story (Los Angeles Courthouse Birth).
8. From the February 2015 birth club, Natural birth at 50 mph, birth plan out the window.
9. From the February 2015 birth club, My birth story.
10. From the February 2015 birth club, Cancel today's c-section - he came on Friday in a very dramatic fashion!
This post was originally published July 29, 2015
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