I believe it is true when they say that after giving birth you are so overtaken with love that you forget about the pain you endure. I was most definitely a victim to this. :D In preparation to go to the hospital, I did most everything on my list EXCEPT pack my own bag. I figured I would do it when I started having contractions, just before going to the hospital. Boy, was I wrong!
I felt my first contraction around 2am, Tuesday, June 28th. Immediately my thoughts went to Nora's prediction and I said "By golly, she was right!" These contractions, however, were not like the contractions I remember having with Nora. They were very intense and very close together. Packing a bag was not something I was going to be able to do. Thank God for Tim. He packed my bag without a complaint or lecture. :D We called our parents to tell them to get ready, and we called the nurse who told us to start timing the contractions. Did you know that there's an app for that too? (gotta love the iphone) After an hour of timing, we headed to the hospital with Nora in tow.
Once we arrived at Northside hospital, we were checked into a room. Mama J arrived just about the same time as we did. We checked into our room. I changed clothes, and was set up on the monitor. However, since it was close to shift change, I was not seen for about an hour. Those contractions hurt and this was about the longest hour of my life. Once they finally checked everything out, I was dialated about 4 1/2 cm. Since the contractions were so intense, I was given an iv drug to "take the edge off" of the pain. It did its job until I recieved my epidural. The doctor who gave me my epidural was wonderful. He explained every little thing he was doing and even added little sound effects like "poppity, click, pop, pop!" I wish I remembered his name because he was fabulous. After recieveing the epidural, I was fine. (I swear that epidurals are the best things created since sliced bread!) Anyhow, while I rested, Mama J took Nora to her house to rest and prepare for baby sister. Nana and Poppa arrived at the hospital just around 12:00. I was just starting to feel some pressure

