Early Thursday afternoon, (2/22) I was feeling very proud of myself, and very organized because I had taken a big shower and gone to the bathroom (which is a big deal when you’re nearly 37 weeks pregnant) and I was getting ready to go out with my mother-in-law, Annie, who was going to take me shopping for the comforter for the birth blanket and to pick up some things at Freddy’s.
After she showed up, we got in the car at just about one o’clock, and after I put my seatbelt on, I immediately sat up again in my seat, saying “Oh my god, oh my god, I think my water just broke.” Annie said “Okay,” and we got right up and went back into the house to call the midwives. I was in disbelief because I didn’t think I’d been in early labor up to that point, although, looking back of course I was, I just didn’t know what to call it.