April 30th...so here's how it went down.
I had officially hit 37 weeks that day and I had been off of bed rest and Procardia (the pill I was on to stop my pre-term contractions) for a week. Nothing had been going on in the contraction realm, so I felt pretty confident that I would make it to 38 weeks when they would just give me a c-section. My morning consisted of taking Cameron to story time at the library, then to the park for an hour or so. Then we went home and packed lunches so that we could go eat with Jayce at school. He was really busy studying for some major tests he had at the end of the week, so we thought eating lunch with him would brighten his day. (Of course I go into labor a few days before his tests and a few days after Mom Porter leaves, right??) I had been feeling some cramping on and off all day, but that wasn't super uncommon so I didn't think much of it until lunch time when they started to get a little more intense. Jayce and I thought it would be a good idea to go home, put Cameron do...