At 2:30 am on Aug. 29th 2010 I woke up with contractions. I timed them and wondered if this was "it" for about an hour before I decided this was for real and woke Dan up. I called my midwife Karen and told her "I'm having contractions 10 minutes apart but I'm coming in now since we barley made it into the room with my last baby(15 minutes at the hospital) and we live 40 minutes away." Since the boys were both sleeping my mom came over to stay with them, then we headed off for our 95 mph drive down rt 1(just cause he could, despite my saying we had plenty of time).
(This picture makes me laugh. I carried him straight out front. If you saw me from the back you couldn't even tell I was pregnant)
We got to the hospital at about 5am and by that time I was 6 cm and my contractions were 3 minutes apart. I labored sitting, standing, and swaying. I couldn't go to far because I was hooked up to an IV (because I have a history of heavy bleeding post baby and they say it gets worse with each baby).
Some of the memorable quotes from the nurses and midwife were, "she is really going natural, she is still smiling!" and "go ahead laugh that baby out" said in between pushes. Yes it was VERY painful but I tried to keep a good attitude and remember it would be over soon and I would finally be able to see my baby! My water didn't brake until he was ready to come out.
Isaac Jefferson Wright was born at 8:39am and yes his name means laughter!

(This picture makes me laugh. I carried him straight out front. If you saw me from the back you couldn't even tell I was pregnant)