If you saw me Sunday morning and told me I would have my baby that night, I would have laughed in your face. "He's never coming out" is what I said to the woman who runs my older childrens Sunday school when she asked why I was still pregnant. After church, my family had brunch with my sister and her kids, where I felt no pain. Not one single contraction. After brunch I told my sister I would see her at my moms for dinner, but we had to stop at the supermarket first. She laughed and said "if you don't have that baby!". In the checkout line at the supermarket, I got my first contraction. 3:15 pm. The next contraction came soon after, and by the third I figured I should maybe time them. 6 minutes apart, and getting closer together with each one.