This is a long story. But it has to be since, as my midwife says, I was in labor for 36 hours…and 1 week.
This tale begins on Thursday, April 19 at 4 AM. I had planned to work until Fri., April 20 (the day before my due date), but I woke up to contractions on Thursday and knew I had to call it quits. I emailed work to let them know and patiently waited for things to pick up.
And I waited.
And waited some more.
Labor stalled so Rods went to work. He came home and Thursday night, the same pattern started. Contractions picked up and kept on coming. I tried to sleep and woke up at 6 AM, shaking Rods. “I think this is it.”
He stayed home from work and we went for a walk, hoping things would pick up.
And they didn’t.
This pattern continued for DAYS.