Wyatt’s birth Part 2

I text my midwife a picture of it and asked if it was my plug and she hadn’t responded. So we go for our walk down the street.. I had lots of contractions back to back and I didn’t even get half way and it took me 20 mins to do so.. and I couldn’t walk anymore so I sat down on the sidewalk and my boyfriend ran home to get the car to get me back home even though it would of taken us 2 mins to get back home.. I just couldn’t walk anymore. We go back home and tried to call our midwife and she still hasn’t responded back to us and at this point I’m starting to get pissed that my midwife isn’t answering us on if I’m in labor and if we should be leaving to go to the hospital because we have to drive 2 and a half hours to go to our hospital. We ended up calling labor and delivery and told them from the start of our day to where I’m at now to figure out if I’m in labor.. and they agreed that I was in early labor and it was my call if I wanted to come in now. I said yes let go.. and we sat at home for a hour before leaving.. and I had messaged my mom that we needed to leave to the hospital and that we are on our way to get her and that she better have not been drinking.. (my moms a alcoholic and I have been telling her for months to stop drinking or to cut down on it because I will not tolerate the drinking around my son and I will not deal with her when I’m in labor and she will not come if she’s been drinking.) we get my mom and she appears to be sober ... and we leave and we’re almost out of town and my moms all up in my grill and she’s talking to me and asking me if I’m having contractions or not and to time them and I tell her I had already timed them and that we don’t need to anymore cause we’re on our way to the hospital and they know how my contractions are. And at that point we just realized that my mom was completely wasted and smelt badly of alcohol and cigarettes. And I just wanted my mom to stop talking to me and to sit back for the ride and give me a silent ride there cause that’s what I needed in order to focus on managing my pain. She wouldn’t stop... my boyfriend than goes off on my mom and she then sits back and shuts up. Thank god.. I told my mom I understood she wants to help me but I don’t want her help unless I ask for it. Until than I needed her to just step back and let me be. That’s how I wanted it from everyone. I didn’t want help unless I asked for it. We make a stop to go to the bathroom and I waddle to the bathroom and than I come out after I’m down and my mom just now decides she needs to use the bathroom too. So I say whatever just hurry. And my boyfriend sits there and rubs my back and calls his mom because she was following us on our way up and she was half a hour behind us. We get back into the car and make our way to the hospital.