We were almost certainly based on first pregnancy and my maternal history that our baby girl, Michelle, would be at least one week late and probably long labor.
A birth story. Wyatt was induced on Monday, October 4 at 7 AM. We headed into Sibley to meet Wyatt, coffee in hand and bags by our sides.
This mercifully brief tale begins on a balmy Wednesday in September. September 23rd to be precise. It was the Fall Solstice, Pope Francis was making an apostolic journey, something about a blood moon was going on–no way we’re having a baby during this series of cosmic coincidences. Our baby and the doctors at GW felt differently, however.
I started with pre-labor at about 4 am on Friday. My contractions were actually fairly regular, but not very strong, 1 minute long, every 5-6 minutes. This lasted until about 7, at which time they were slowing down to every 7-15 minutes. I decided to go to work (I walk to work, so I thought it would be good!) and take care of a few things since active labor might happen soon! The fairly weak contractions continued their sporadic 7-15 minute time course, also varying in duration. I bounced on my ball at work for a couple of hours, then decided to work from home for the rest of the day (my boss is pretty chill and I was one of two people actually at work anyway!).