About 4 hours later, at 2:30pm, I woke up. IN PAIN. I quickly went to the bathroom and got in the tub. The contractions were coming every 3 minutes, and I could barely breathe through them. I figured if I could just relax, they'd go away (I was told just hours earlier I wasn't in labor, so why would anything change now?!). Shaved my legs, and the contractions were just getting worse with each one. Got dressed, got in the car at 3:10pm... the 20-minute drive to the hospital took 12 minutes (including parking)- I don't remember going that fast because I was hurting so bad, but I do remember Elijah's white knuckles on the steering wheel.
Still under the influence of Ambien, I hardly remember what happened afterwards... lots of people in my room, was dilated to a 6, then 20 mins later I was dilated to a 9, then felt the urge to push.... I was climbing up the bed, and a contraction hit and I pushed, and when my water broke, she rode the wave out (with a couple of other pushes to help). The doctor had to dive in over the bed to catch her- honestly, I think she had just barely enough time to put her gloves on!
Our sweet London Sofie arrived at 3:42pm weighing 8lbs and measuring 19.75". It was definitely the craziest delivery we've gone through!
We're so glad she's here; I had had it with this pregnancy! Twenty weeks worth of weekly progesterone shots and 11 weeks of modified and complete bedrest did the trick to keep me pregnant until I was full term. Not to mention the heartburn and the nasty hormonal migraines... She is so cute, it was worth it in the end :)
