I was due 7-11-14 and the day came and went without any labor symptoms. I live in AZ so the summer is pretty miserable in general but being past due date is July was even worse than I could have imagined. I went to my doctors appointment on the 16th and he scheduled for me to come in on the 20th at 8pm to be induced if he didn't come on his own. I spent the next couple of days preparing for my little man and being super cranky. (My husband just loved me haha) we decided that, that Saturday (the 19th) we would go on our last "date night." We spent the day relaxing tand watching Netflix and had dinner before we decided to go get some ice cream and watch the purge anarchy (definitely not my movie choice lol) we got to the ice cream parlor and as we went to pay the cashier commented on the size of my belly and I joked how it was my last night pregnant. We drove pretty far to a move theater that was playing the movie at the right time, and as we turn into the road I felt this huge pain that I was sure I needed to use the restroom. It went away and I didn't think anything about it. We were early to the movie so my husband wanted to grab a drink at a near by bar, (I enjoyed my root beer) and I felt the pain again so I quickly waddled myself to the bathroom only to sit there and have nothing happen. By the time I was back at the table I felt it again, but I didn't realize what it was. We pay for the drinks and start to walk to the theater, and it happened again! So I finally tell my husband, and he decided to start counting/timing them. I sat through this entire movie  squeezing his hand and timing what I finally figured were contractions. We finished he movie and they were 6 minutes apart. He rushed us home to grab our bag and car seat and while he was putting them in the car all I could think is that I wasn't planning for this to happen today. I still needed to shower and shave and get ready for this big moment... So I got into the shower while he was outside. The water was great but my husband was so mad that I got into the shower. I spent 30 minutes relaxing in there while he yelled at me to hurry whilst my contractions become 4 minutes apart. We got to he hospital and I was checked, fully effaced but only 1 center meter dilated. They made me walk for an hour but I didn't progress so they sent me home. It was now 2 in the morning and I commas barely handling the pain. We got home and I continued to time them and by 6 am they were two minutes apart and all I could do was think to breath. I called the nurse and she told me to come in, but I was afraid they would just send me home so I waited another hour and a half. Finally moly husband talked me into going and when we reached the hospital my contractions were on top of each other and I couldn't walk. They checked me at 745am and I was 7 cm dilated and they admitted me right away. I received an epidural at 8am and was told to take a nap. My family showed up at 11 am and we joked around and what not for a hour. The nurse came in to move me and she noticed my water had broke and she wanted to see how far I was. She asked my parents to leave and I was 10 cm. they called the doctor who got there at 1 15 pm. Prepared me to push and I met my son a 1 32 pm after 4 pushes.  8lbs 12oz It was the best day of my life :) and I had him on my scheduled induction day, just without any interventions :)

Now I can't wait to meet my daughter! Sorry this was so long! :)