Wow, all of these super fast birth stories! here is another :)
Sunday evening I started having some nice strong contractions, semi regular, but not enough to make me time them. They died out by 2am, and I realized that it was just another false start/BH marathon. Woke up in the morning feeling pretty normal and so Dh and I DTD in the hopes of moving things along and talked about him going into work. He felt kinda sick, so decided to stay home and rest and hope that things picked up at some point.
So we got up and puttered around and I started to have some more BHish type contractions. DS, DH, and I cuddled on the bed and DS nursed for the last time as an only child...and that's when things started to pick up a bit. The BH got a bit stronger, but still weren't particularly regular or close. I started to make sure that our bags were packed and gathered them up. It was about 12:00 and contractions were still coming, so I started to think that I was in early labor. My Mom came over to take me and DS to the NST and BPP that I had scheduled so DH could rest. Contractions kept coming, but were still only mildly uncomfortable. I was cautiously optimistic that labor would continue....but having such a long early phase with DS, I assumed that once I got to the office things would calm down. And they did. As soon as I laid down on my back for the monitors, the contractions pretty much died down to a halt. They were able to catch one of them, and it wasn't particularly huge, and the OB on wasn't at all thinking *this girl is in labor* and neither was I. We scheduled another appointment for the end of the week, and Mom and I left to grab lunch, go home, and wait for things to pick up. It was 2pm.
Contractions picked back up again once I was sitting up, but they were milder. We got to my house with lunch at about 2:45, and I figured that we should probably eat and slowly move to hunker down at my parent's house, which is closer to the hospital and where DS would be staying. After eating, I decided I wanted to make one more trip to the bathroom to clean things out, and I realized that things were definitely picking up, so when I came out of the bathroom I said that we should really load things up and make our move...that I thought active labor was right around the corner.
So we finished packing the bags and headed out to the car...things intensified. It was a little before 4. We took the 20ish minute drive to my parent's house and as we were getting off the highway, I realized I was really in active labor. 5 minutes later we were driving down my parent's road, and I realized we were going to have to drop DS and go to the hospital. Contractions were 3 minutes apart (for about 10-15 minutes) and I was really beginning to have to breath hard and concentrate. As we pulled up to the house, contractions started to be 1-2 minutes apart and I was having a hard time containing myself. Luckily DS was excited to be at my parent's, so he went right with my Mom, and we headed off to the hospital as fast as we could. Contractions started coming without a break. It was about a 5 minute drive to the hospital. It was about 4:15.
We started rounding the corner near the hospital when I started to feel pressure like I wanted to start pushing. We pulled into the fire lane and got up to the Birth Center as quickly as I could, DH half carrying me through contractions (luckily, it's close to the door, so there weren't too many steps). When we got in the door, I just said "water!" and they took me to the tub room.
It became immediately apparent that there was not time to fill the tub, and as my DH went to move the car, I had another biggie and felt the urge to push. They got me on the bed, and got the doppler to check her heart (time was 4:29). Baby sounded beautiful, I got on all fours and tried to just get through all of the waves....my body was bearing down on it's own. DH got back in the room, and after about 3 or 5 sets of pushes she was out (time was 4:45). It was intense!!!
But I did it!!! An all natural vaginal birth. A very minor tear with no stitches needed. (but a very sore bum!) Baby Aubrey was 19 inches and 8 pounds even, nursing like a champ!
Wow, that kind of turned into a novel! But I am just in a bit of shock. Imagine, being sent home from the NST. "not in labor" at 2 and having a baby at 4:45. Bizzare!
forgot our usb cable so can't load photos, but i will update!