2 weeks ago today...

I started labor.  On Monday, May 28th {2 days past my due date}, I woke up between 4 - 5 a.m. with mild contractions.  At the time, I wasn't sure what they were and tried going back to sleep.  I maybe slept for another hour or so, and woke up again.  This time around, I knew something was up.  I called the on-call OB at the hospital, and they suggested I go in.  We got to the hospital around 9:30 am, but could not be admitted since I was not dilated enough. {side note: at my last weekly OB visit, I was not even dilated... like not at all}.  I walked the hospital floors for 2 hours, the contractions were getting worse. At the end of the 2 hours they checked me again, but still could not get admitted.  I walked the hospital floor for another hour and wow, let me just say that these contractions were the worst pain I ever felt in my entire life.  At the end of the excruciating hour, I could finally get admitted.  Once I entered my delivery room, it was 2:30 p.m.  This was when it all started... my 26 hour labor.  Yes, I wrote that correctly... twenty-six hours!!!

I will continue my labor/birth story in tomorrow's post. But here's a picture of my sweet baby Lucas Kane...