so my pregnancy story- people thought I was 6 months pregnant when I was actually due any moment. My…

so my pregnancy story- people thought I was 6 months pregnant when I was actually due any moment. My daughter was due August 3Rd but in my gut I knew that wasn't right. Before I became pregnant I knew I was going to be but brushed it off. I knew I was having a girl before I took a test to confirm and after it was set in stone, she was going to be Katrina. my pregnancy was really easy. no weird cravings, but orange juice and pineapples. I didn't get morning sickness or have to pee every 5 seconds, til last month and it was like every 2 hours. I had dreams I was going to go into labor on a Tuesday and the number 1 played a big role, I didn't know if it was the time or what but I knew they were going to pop up. I thought there was going to be 3 days she would be born on, July 28th, August 11th or august 28th. I worked right until she was born almost. so the Sunday before she was born (actually my normal day off work. I worked that Saturday) something just didn't feel right. I wasn't myself, I couldn't feel katrina kicking. just bad feeling. so I went to the hospital to get checked out and as soon as they hooked me up Katrina started to move and I felt better. that night I thought I was having contractions, so mom took me to the hospital and hooked me up. I was talking through all the contractions. nurses were shocked I was talking during them because they saw the monitor and knew about how painful they were. well katrina wasn't coming and contractions died down. I went home and got some sleep. Monday, normal day, but that night around 8pm contractions started again and again went to the hospital and again they stopped. still talking during them, they felt like bad cramps that I could handle, no big deal. well on the way to the car or something katrina dropped down onto my nerves and I had a contraction. and I screamed. but we went home. now this is Tuesday. Mom made me walk around the house. contractions were happening but not constant or getting closer. but they were painful now because the brat was sitting on my nerves. I took a bath trying to relieved the pain, didn't work. I took a nap seeing I was going to need my rest. at 9pm I woke up wet. after that every contraction I got wetter. I had to keep a towel between my legs. but my contractions weren't closer waited til 10:30 and I had to go. didn't care. showed up at the hospital and by 11:30 I was fully admitted. they didn't even bring me into the triage area to make sure I was in labor. I was screaming every contraction and all the nurses who saw me all the times I came in knew I was for real. I got an epidural, was going to try not to have it but my nerves were dieing. took a couple hour nap and woke up around 9am or something. started to push and at 12:18pm she came and I didn't know it. her father will tell you sometime different but I know what I know. the last set of pushes I couldn't do more than 2. Doctor told me one more and I did a weak one to get her to stop but she knew it and said one more. so I bared down as hard as I could, open my eyes and I saw katrina get picked up don't know what happened and next thing I knew I was holding her. so long story short, my water broke on Tuesday August 11th and she was born the next day. I knew about it all along just didn't know how. I also though I was going to happen at work but it didn't.