{"id":5090,"date":"2014-10-01T09:35:31","date_gmt":"2014-10-01T13:35:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mayahoodblog.com\/?p=5090"},"modified":"2014-10-01T22:58:34","modified_gmt":"2014-10-02T02:58:34","slug":"birth-plan-never-didnt-get-epidural-kind-want-medal","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mayahoodblog.com\/birth-plan-never-didnt-get-epidural-kind-want-medal\/","title":{"rendered":"The birth plan that never was…"},"content":{"rendered":"
It was 10:30 PM, my husband was fast asleep in case the baby decided to arrive that night. \u00a0I grabbed my cell phone and Googled “contraction calculator”. \u00a0Sure, this was my third pregnancy, but it’s amazing what you remember and what you forget. \u00a0First of all, in all three of my labours, I always question whether or not what I’m feeling is in fact contractions. \u00a0Secondly, I couldn’t remember at what point you need to start to “panic” or get yourself to the hospital. \u00a0Lying in bed for another hour, counting between contractions, my husband wakes up and asks me if I feel anything. \u00a0I reply “I think so…”.<\/p>\n
He’s immediately up, asking me questions like how far apart are they? Are they strong, etc… at this point I’m still in denial and answer “I think I’m in labour but not sure???”. \u00a0I reluctantly call my parents and the hospital to let them know we’re coming. \u00a0But before we headed out the door, I grabbed THE shirt, knowing it’s going to put a smile on the nurse’s face (she didn’t even notice). It is Labour day (September 1) after all!<\/p>\n