Ten years ago and the night before, I was sitting in my book club discussing...well...a book! I don't remember what the book was. Probably because I was highly uncomfortable, and having Braxton Hicks contractions. One of the ladies joked asking me if I was going to go into labor. I think my response was something like, "Pfffft! No, just practicing." After all I still had 4 weeks to go. Around 3 that morning everything was about to change when my water broke. At first I thought I was peeing the bed. After all at that point your bladder can hold all of about 1/8 of teaspoon of water and that child was practically between my knees anyway. When I got on the toilet I realized that nobody pees for that long. So we took care of our eldest and then headed to the hospital. Silly doctor thought I wouldn't be ready til lunch. Yeah, tell that to the nurse who said on the phone, "NO, he needs to be here NOW!" That was around 10:15AM. At 10:43AM they handed