I forgot to come back here and post a follow up to my birth! It was AMAZING. And FH2 and Jolene, I thought about your words a lot. FH2, I had the urge to push this time. And Jolene, I got happy!
My water broke at 7 in the morning. Zec came home right away. No contractions though. He picked up our oldest girl from school so she could already be here to watch the younger when we did go to the hospital. The midwife wanted me to come on down even though I was not having contractions. I waited a few hours, had a few good ones, and decided that, what the heck, might as well go on down before they got too strong. (My last baby that the waters had ruptured the labor was 2 hrs so I was thinking when it did start, it would be fast). We checked in and hung out, walked around the grounds quite a bit. It was all so relaxing and fun. Still no regular contractions. I stayed on a birthing ball for the most part because it was fun and comfy, lol. My family came in to bring Dad some supper and they were all surprised that there was no baby yet. Everyone thought it'd be much quicker. About 9 or 10pm the contractions finally kicked in. Especially getting up to use the bathroom, they would be super strong and I would hurry up and get back on the ball. Hehe. Throughout the intense ones I kept my focus on a song lyric (Rest Easy by Audio Adrenaline) "I'll take your burdens if you'll take my grace." It was as if right at the peak, God said "let me have that" and whisked them right away.

At one point, I got the distinct impression that He was saying, "see, this is what Pure Love is." (I never claim to have spiritual insight, words from God, etc, so that was
really neat). The last time going to the bathroom, I felt the pressure and asked to be checked. I don't think they believed I was that far along because the rest of the day had been so chill.

But when they laid me back I knew for a fact I was definitely in transition. I told them I wanted to be on my side. And felt like pushing. They said start out with a few practice pushes. Haha. The doc didn't even get there in time. Side pushing was great (I had a midwife friend tell me to try it). I was up and about nearly right after, no tears (which is only the second time...I tore/episiotomy with the first 5). Zec said I was the most alert and "with it" with this baby than the others. It was such a wonderful time of reflection, enjoying all the little moments, letting God minister to me. I said right after "now
that I could do again."

Oh, and Rustysdove, I could barely make it 'til breakfast! I had all the peanut butter and graham crackers I could stand! Best. Eggs. Ever.
