At 1:33 am on March 17th we welcomed our daughter, Erin Michelle, into the world! She weighed 7.6 oz and was 19 3/4 inches long.

Here is the story of her birth:
On Monday morning I woke up early having to use the bathroom (shocking) and couldn't fall back asleep due to having so much on my mind anticipating when our baby would arrive. I got up and did some stuff around the house and noticed that some contractions had started. They weren't painful but just there. I went to bed about an hour later and woke up for the day still having contractions ("Is this false labor" I thought?) I went to work and was able to work my normal day with the contractions coming and going. We went to see our MW that afternoon (hoping that this would be our last appt. before the baby comes). I told her about the contractions and she predicted that I would have the baby the Tues night/Wed morning. I noticed throughout the day that the contractions were getting closer together but not any more intense. We decided to take Alex to my parents for the night "just in case."
I woke up Tuesday morning disappointed, the contractions were gone. I figured I had been having false labor and that I must have psyched myself out. We picked Alex and decided to run errands to hopefully get the contractions started again (which they did). By the time the afternoon was done and I had been walking everywhere, we again decided to take Alex to my parents, "just in case".
We went to bed around 10 and at this time, my back was uncomfortable but the contractions hadn't intensified or gotten closer together. I woke up at 11:30 to use the bathroom and WOAH did the contractions hit me (I had two just sitting on the toilet)! They were so intense and on top of each other that I told John I wanted to drive to the Community North (because it was closer even though we were delivering at Methodist), I didn't want to call our Midwife or Sarah, our labor support, and that I wanted drugs. Like a good husband, he didn't listen to me and we headed to Methodist. After a hectic time getting into the hospital we finally made it to triage. I immediately asked for drugs. The very nice nurse explained to me that there were some hoops we had to jump through before that could happen. At this point Sarah showed up and everything calmed down, what a difference she made. I was at this point checked and FULLY DILATED (no wonder I asked for drugs, I must have been in transition)! I was gonna get my VBAC! I was taken to the delivery room and had the urge to push and our MW still wasn't there. Uh oh, I may be delivering our baby without our MW or even an on-call OB. I overheard Sarah say our MW was in the elevator and I knew I could wait. In walked our MW, I immediately pushed which broke my water, pushed through 2 more contractions and our baby was here! A little girl. What a beautiful, beautiful thing I just went through. I had arrived at the hospital around 1 and delivered her at 1:33 am. I remember saying right after she came, "did I just do that, am I dreaming?" I got the natrual, drug free VBAC I wanted!!!!