There's a New Guy in my Life- Part 1

Before I introduce my new guy, let's back up a bit to before he arrived:

August 25, 2013 (37 weeks)

September 1, 2013 (38 weeks)

That is one dangerous belly, it looks like it could knock Pip into the water!

 I made a prediction that Lil' Bean would arrive sometime around August 28-September 2. So we had Bobby's mom, "Oma", come as a "just in case".  While she was here, she cooked, cleaned, took the girls to the splash pad, and let me rest.  I didn't lift a finger the entire time she was here- it was heavenly.  Despite having contractions the entire time she was here, Oma left without getting to meet Lil' Bean. On Wednesday (9/4), we dropped her off at the airport then went to my favorite Greek restaurant Niko Niko's for dinner.  The entire day, I had the fewest amount of contractions ever so I thought that labor wouldn't happen for another week.  I inhaled my delicious dinner and we headed home.  On the drive home- no contractions. I watched television- no contractions.  I went to bed- no contractions. 

At 7:20am on Thursday (9/5) not even 24 hours after dropping Oma off at the airport, I woke up to an intense contraction.  I looked at the clock (skeptical that labor was imminent) and thought "Okay if this is for real, the next contraction will be around 7:25ish.  At 7:25ish, I had another intense contraction.  So I thought, "If this is for real, the next contraction will be around 7:30ish.  At 7:30ish, I had another contraction.  Now at this point, I had 2 thoughts: 1- I've had contractions back to back before and then they stopped.  2- The next contraction will be at 7:35ish and if it is, I better wake Bob up and start making some phone calls. 

7:35ish, I was punching Bob to wake up.  His response was to lovingly put his arm around me and tell me how much he loved me.  Obviously, he was completely zonked.  I said, "Bob, I think we need to make phone calls.  I've been having contractions and if I'm correct, the next one will be at 7:40.  If it is, we need to go to the hospital."  Bob shot out of bed, fully awake.

By about 8am, I showered, packed my last items in my bag, and Bob made a phone call to my very pregnant neighbor to come watch the girls until Latsamy could come over and take them.  We then headed to the hospital in morning suburbia traffic. Oh  joy, it was the longest ride of my life.

We arrived at the hospital and they had me go to triage and monitor my progress.  It was determined that I was in fact in labor.  Duh!?!  I arrived at about 3cm and a little over 70%, so they hooked me up and then we waited and waited and waited...and we didn't wait because labor was taking so long, but because they had no room ready for me.  They finally moved me about an hour before Alex was born.  Phew!