So at exactly midnight on Feb 14th I woke up to some strange stomach pains. I've had a baby before and knew that this pain wasn't right. I was hoping it was the position I was laying and I tried to move; when that didn't help I awoke my husband and told him today might be the big day. He is a teacher so he immidiately requested for a substitute and I decided to take a shower to mainly calm my nerves. That's when the contractions started. I was contracting every three minutes so I asked my husband to take me to labor and delivery. The moment we got there I explained everything and they got me hooked up to the monitors. I was only dilated to a three and 50% effaced so disappointed I figured they were going to send me home. About a half hour later the nurse comes in looking nervous and told me that my baby's heart rate was dipping but it wasn't anything to worry about; she said she wanted to keep me for a little longer just to keep an eye on things. She told me she would be backShe is the greatest gift anyone could have given me.