This week was supposed to be my last week at work. Oh boy was I in for a surprise! I worked from home on Monday and was going to do the same on Tuesday but while in bed reading about giving birth, my water broke. We had to go straight to the hospital and confirm it and then we were given a time to come back in case I didn't go into active labour on my own within 24 hours.
I started getting painful contractions and had them all through Tuesday, but it wasn't enough to get me into active labour we found out in the hospital. So I got the hormone drip to get it started and by this stage I had already had the epidural - couldn't take more after 24 hours of painful contractions. A decision I don't regret! Finally I was able to sleep and D too as he had been up with me through each contraction masssging and soothing me. A few hours later, at noon, we found out things were progressing in a good pace, just 3 more hours and we'd meet our son. Just after 2 hours I felt he was coming... He came out to greet us at 3:30pm on Wednesday the 16th of January - the happiest day of my life.
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