We arrived at the hospital in the early afternoon. It was actually incredible at how slowly everything transpired the day of October 2nd. I was still not in active labor by the time we got to admitting at Brigham and Women's Hospital. It was a good thing I wasn't really laboring yet because admitting took an hour or so, then triage took a few more hours in the waiting room alone, then an hour or so in the actual triage room (where they confirmed again that my water had broken). But it was in triage that I was elated to find out that the doctor on call that day was the same one I had met the day before, unbeknownst to me at the time, at my last prenatal appointment. He went to Cal Berkeley for undergrad, where he met his wife, a Cal Forester!! It was so nice to have something in common with the man that would deliver my baby. Go Bears!
Anyway, it was in triage that my contractions started picking up a bit on their own but where it was determined that I would take pitocin to amp them up to make sure I delivered before 24 hours had passed since my water broke (to avoid infection and other complications...). (Notice I am still smiling in the bottom picture (photos are in reverse chronological order), this is because I wasn't in active labor ... yet! Ignorance is bliss.)
So I was admitted to my own labor and delivery room at around six p.m. I was still smiling a bit when we got to my L&D room and stopped shortly after the real contractions started coming fast and furious.
Uncle Tyler hopped on a flight from NYC as soon as he heard that I was in labor. I was only allowed two people with me pre-delivery and Uncle Tylee made the cut! He wasn't present for the actual delivery (don't blame him!) but was the first family member to meet our little girl.
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