Throughout the week Logan sent me these text message pictures. Kind of random - but they remind me of that week.
Jana was going to be with me Saturday-Wednesday. She had to leave Wednesday night to be back to work on Thursday and Friday. Logan was asked to talk on Friday and had a plane ticket (he decided to buy his ticket Sunday of being in D.C.) to come home Friday late afternoon. Again I was a bit nervous of what would happen Wednesday night- Friday night. Sure prayed that things would be well.
That night we stayed up until 11:30? 11:45pm talking and me thinking my baby could come any time. 4am I woke up to use the bathroom and got back in bed. About 4:20am I rolled over once in bed and heard a pop and my water broke. My water has never broken with my first two boys. I didn't really know if that's what it was at first. I know I didn't wet my self because I had just used the bathroom. It wasn't a huge gush of water and so I was confused as to what to do. Of course in the middle of the night this happened. I did have some friends on call, but I wasn't having contractions or anything. I called the Dr on call and figured my water had broken. I told her I'd come in that day - but wasn't sure when. I got back in bed and about 5:30 contractions started. They were pretty intense right away! I was worried because #1 - my water has always broke when I was a 10 and ready to push with both boys and #2 - these contractions were pretty intense already. I didn't know how long I had. I know things are supposed to go quicker with consecutive kids.
I woke Jana up and 6am and then we got ready to go. I called my friend and she said she'd head over. My contractions settled down a bit (not has bad or as long) while we got ready to go and luckily my boys both woke up on their own and I could dress them and feed them breakfast while my friend was headed over.