Reagan Noelle is Born Part 1

Friday, Sept 21st.
I am SO tired of being pregnant. I am not sleeping. I am hot. My clothes don't fit. I have to pee every 5 minutes. Standing makes me tired. Walking makes me tired. Cleaning is out of the question. Basically I have mentally called it quits. I decide to take matters into my own hands and I text the following...

I have a little fear of irony but I thought I would use irony against itself.  By reading this text you can tell what happened. Ironic huh?! :)
Saturday, Sept 22nd 
So at about 1am I went to bed, which is usual for me. Then at about 3am I woke up because I was itchy all over my body. It was terrible. It was like having restless leg syndrome but in my skin. I was just scratching myself all over in the living room, Googling itchy skin and pregnancy when I felt a trickle trickle.
Now my water did not break when I had Emily, (that one is still a mystery) so I did not know what to expect.
I Googled "Did my water break?" and Google confirmed what I had thought. I went to wake up the hubs and as I am telling him I think my water broke...it started again. And basically did not stop for the next hour. My water breaking was not like the movies.  You know, one splash and its over. It was more like waves on the shore. Just enough to get your feet wet...then it stopped, then it came back. Good times.
I called my Dr. and she told me to come in because I tested positive for Strep-B so that meant I had to be put on an IV of Penicillin through out labor.
This bummed me out because I really wanted to labor at home for as long as possible. That way the doctors wont get antsy and push Pitocin on me if things seem to be taking too long. I don't like Pitocin.
So my BFF comes over to watch the tot and we head to hospital. I start crying in the car because I am convinced that they are going to make me take the meds or have a C-Section. So I pray.

To Be Continued.

 see what I did there... ;)