Evey one of my boys have come into the world so very differently. For our newest little one it was no different. His story actually starts two weeks before. My doctor had been stripping my membranes, in hopes of starting contractions that would stay. He also said that we could schedule and induction. I was very much against that because I wanted to go naturally and I had heard that with pitocin starting contractions it is much more painful with the contractions right on top of one another. Well, then at 39 weeks, and kidney stones coming and going every few days, I had had enough and said okay, let's schedule, only if it can be on the 15th (Grandma Kitty's birthday). Then two days later I chickened out again and said never mind...he can't stay in forever he'll come out when he's ready. Well, the next day I had another kidney stone, and called the doctor's office again to schedule one again. However, now they were full on the 15th so it would be on the 16th. 8/16/16. Pretty cool birthday. We were still trying to get contractions to come, and I even tried a little caster oil which I had heard will bring on the contractions. It did for a little while, but they petered out to nothing the three days I tried it.
At 2:18 (I remember because I looked at the clock), I was lying down and had to hold the monitor on my belly because it kept slipping and we couldn't hear his heartbeat. Well, baby had kicked, right against the monitor that I was holding in place, and it sounded like this big KA-BOOM! I thought all sorts of people could hear it down the hall (they couldn't ). Then I felt like I was leaking fluid a little...if I moved. Nathan came back a few min later, and I told him I think my water just broke. He looked and said, I think so too. We called for the nurse, and Anna Marie came in. Also, I knew that he'd either come fast now and it was going to get very painful. She brought me this kidney-bean looking ball to put between my legs because I was so afraid to move and more amniotic fluid would escape and it would be more painful. Well, a little while into that and he wasn't really descending, I agreed to sit up in bed. Anna Marie would put counter pressure on my knees during each contraction, and I would get into my "zone", and concentrate on relaxing every muscle. I could feel him descending, but it wasn't the same burning feeling that I had with Jack, and I was handling it.