So Tuesday was my check up and I was at 1cm dilated. I was bummed cause I wanted to have him that week well Wednesday I started having contractions that weren't going away. I went to the hospital and I was at 3cm. They don't admit you unless you're 6cm so I went home and it was the worst. I didn't sleep I just had cramp after cramp and was just walking around my house and peeing. Lol so I finally told my husband this was it, I couldn't handle it anymore and we packed the car and went to the hospital it was Thanksgiving and we went to the hospital at 2pm and the contractions were getting worse and worse. They admitted me and checked me and I was at 6cm. I was so happy to know I was going to stay there. So it got closer and closer. The Dr checked me and said I was barely 7cm so they put a peanut ball between my legs. Finally I felt like I needed to push and the nurse kept saying to wait and I said I need to push really bad and so she said okay let's do a run through most first time mom's push for hours and I started pushing and she was like in shock cause I was pushing really good so next thing I know is the Dr came in and 15 min later my little butterball was born. The Dr and the nurse complemented me on my pushing. 😂

We were so blessed to have him my grandma was admitted to the hospital and they had given her a month and so as soon as we got out of the hospital we went to see her and thank God she got to hold her great grandbaby cause she passed away 2 days later. :( she was holding on to see him. So that's my story! Blessed by this amazing boy!