April 5, 2009 was a Sunday. We got up that morning and went to breakfast with the Easter Bunny at the Fire Station. I remember the bunny making motions about my big belly and eating. :)
We ate and went back home. Later that afternoon it started. Contractions. I thought they were real, but they weren't close enough together. I read somewhere that if you had more than like 3 in an hour you should call your doc. When I really started to time them, I did, I had exactly 3 and waited for the next hour...this time it took a little over an hour to get 3, so I waited. Eventually they stopped coming every 20 minutes and moved to every 45 minutes to an hour. I thought it was strange, but not enough to be concerned. I went to bed not realizing my life was never going to be the same...
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