How it all Happened...

After my experience last Monday, and having a "downer of a day" on Tuesday...I decided that this baby was gonna come when it was good and ready! So, I stopped the skipping and running...and just went on with my life. I was able to schedule all 3 of our appointments for Visiting Teaching last Thursday...one right after the other...which was wonderful. When we were wrapping up our last visit, I started contracting every 5 minutes and felt extremely crampy. I told my companion that I needed to go, and we left about 10 minutes later.
When I got home, I told my mom how I was feeling and she suggested that I go see my doctor, get checked, and see if I had changed since Monday. So I did...I went in around 3:30pm. Unfortunetly, my doctor had already left for her vacation, so I had to see someone else. Anyways, she said to me, "I honestly don't know how you're even walking right now! You are almost at 7 cm, just about 90%, and your baby is MAYBE 2 inches inside of you. I could tell you right now that your baby has 2 ears...that's how low it is!" So, I was sent home for an hour to walk around...to see if I was in "active labor" (cuz honestly, I never know when I'm in labor!!!). Funny thing...Right when I got out of the car at our home, I had this conversation with my dad...not word-for-word, but you get the idea...
Me: (rushing passed him to get my bags) Hey dad, the doctor said I'm almost to a 7.
Dad: Is there a Beauty School around here? I really need a haircut.
Me: Did you hear what I just said?
Dad: Yeah, did you hear what I just asked you? I think I remember there being one in Provo, but is there one closer?
Me: Ummm...I'm going to the hospital in the next hour. You're supposed to watch the kids when this happens. You're not going anywhere!!!
Dad: Well, I guess I can hold off...but...I really need a haircut.
Me: (knowing that he doesn't understand the meaning of "I'm going to the hospital" or "I'm almost at a 7") FINE...I'll cut your hair...because I'm going to the hospital, and you need to be here with the kids!
So, there I am...almost at a 7 and 90%...cutting my dad's hair! So silly don't you think? I must admit though, I did a pretty good job under pressure (no pun intended), and I think I got the point across that he was NOT to leave the house for any reason:o) The kids had a great time with their papa!
I went back to the doctor around 4:30pm to get checked again, and hadn't changed much...so...she "stripped me", and sent me to the hospital where I was immediately admitted.
The doctor met me at the hospital. I got my epidural and had the doctor break my water around 7:00 pm. She came back in to check me at about 8:50 pm and I was at 8 cm. RIGHT when she left, I had a 12 MINUTE contraction, and felt like pushing...so...I was checked again...and was complete. Can you believe I went from an 8 to a 10 during my 12 minute contraction? Unfortunetly, my epidural was wearing off a little, and I pushed the "magic button" about 10 minutes too late...and felt just about everything! I started pushing at 9:07 pm, and Josiah was born at 9:14 pm!!! 7 MINUTE labor?!?!? Yowsers!
It was wonderful! If you missed the labor pics, you can check out my friend Jess' blog. I'm so glad she was able to be there cuz you never get pictures like these...ever! You just live the moment, and take pictures afterwards. This was truly a treat!!!
So, thanks dad for watching the kids...mom for being there with us...Damon for enjoying the experience with me (and for being such a wonderful father/husband...etc...)...Jess for taking such amazing pictures...and our Father in Heaven for sending this angel to our family!!! He truly is a blessing!

And...for your viewing pleasure...here's a picture of Josiah after his bath last night...

He hates getting his body washed, but LOVES for us to scrub and massage his head. Such a cutie!