The plan was to go into the hospital on Sunday evening and since I was induced with Aria at 41 weeks exactly, I was sure that I wasn’t going to have this little guy on my own.
I called into the hospital to talk to a nurse about what I was experiencing because I really didn’t want to go into the hospital and be sent home (which happened to us when I was pregnant with Aria) and they didn’t encourage me to come in.
I later heard from my mom that she saw my doctor running through the hospital to get to me on time, which scared my mom haha.
My nurses told me my labor reminded them of a scene from Knocked Up, Blake said he felt like a racecar driver trying to get to the hospital on time, Aria may or may not think her mom is a crazy person, and I am still in disbelief that I actually survived a natural labor.