Let me just start with..birth plans do not always go as planned. March 4, the day before my due date, I had been up all night, between constantly going to the bathroom, heartburn & just being uncomfortable. Around 8:30 am, I felt baby moving & one kick in particular, made me jump, it was almost painful, but I felt a pop. I got up to pee again and when I stood up, I felt a small gush of fluid that wasn't pee. So after I went to the bathroom, I laid back down and it happened again. So I started to time every time my stomach got tight, they were about 9-12 minutes apart. I kept feeling like I had to poop but every time I went to the bathroom, I was cramping and my stomach hurt so I couldn't. I called my mom around 10:30am and told her all of this. She told me to call her back when I couldn't breathe through them. So I woke up my S/O and told him to pack his bag. I got in the shower & that's when they really hit me, I could barely stand, let alone wash my hair. When I got out I laid down while my fiance and my little sister got everything ready to go. My mom got to the house around 12pm and we headed up to the hospital. The hospital I had been going to through my entire pregnancy was 50 minutes from my house. I was in so much pain in the car, I didn't think I would make it there so we had to go to the one that was closer. I got there around 12:30 & was taken right into L&D. They put me on the monitor & started an IV. When they checked my cervix around 1:15pm I was 4cm dialated. They had to wait for medical records to be sent over from the other hospital before they could give me the epidural. Holy crap I literally thought I was going to die, the contractions were viscous. Finally around 3 they gave me the epidural & within 15 minutes I was feeling great. I laid back with the peanut ball to open up my hips. Around 5pm the midwife came back & checked  my cervix again & I was 9cm! I was so shocked it went so fast. She came back to check me around 7 and said nothing had changed.. I was getting annoyed, I hadn't eaten all day & they wouldn't give me anything more than ice chips since the epidural. My sisters came to visit around 9 and they brought me some Panera soup for after I delivered(I was so happy yet so mad because I wanted it NOW). The midwife came back around 11, still NOTHING had changed. She decided to start me on 1mm of pitocin to try to speed things along. By 12am she had bumped it up to 5mm & still there had been no progress. Around 12:30 she brought in the doctor & they informed me that at this point, it would be safest for me and the baby to have a csection. My heart broke. I didn't even fight back the tears either, I was sobbing for a good 30 minutes, this was NOT part of my birth plan & I was terrified. I felt defeated that I had made it so far and now I couldn't even get to deliver how I had planned. Finally around 1 they prepared me for surgery. I went into the OR at 1:20 and at 1:44 my baby girl was born. I completely forgot about how upset I had been, it was all so worth it. As soon as I laid eyes on her, nothing else mattered, because she was finally here & she was perfect. It may not have gone how I wanted it to, but I would do it again in a heart beat. She came right on her due date. March 5, 2017 1:44am 8lbs 19.5 inches. Jaylee Rose Rodriguez💕🎀