Mine happened as I was entering transition.
Anyhow, I'd been quietly resting and laboring on the bed when I suddenly had this undeniable urge to labor on the toilet. I didn't have urge to pee or poop, I just suddenly
knew I
had to be on the toilet.
I sat down and my water broke. I remember feeling a pop, but don't remember hearing one.
And it gushed with every contraction until I pushed him out three hours later.
I threw a prefold in my pants so that I could ride to the hospital . . . and it was soaked before I was out the door. So we just threw a few towels in the passenger seat, instead. I got out of those sodden clothes as soon as I got to the birthing suite.

That was definitely the most annoying part of my labor--having to leave my house and wear wet pants for 5-10 minutes. Maybe I'll do it at home next time.
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