My delivery day

I've decided that it's about time I write down the story of the day Jayden was born.

On Thursday, Oct 28 AJ left in the afternoon for a training trip to Cheyenne, WY. He'd be gone until at least the next day at 4:00pm.

I started having some mild contractions around 7:00pm, but didn't really think much of them since two weeks earlier my labor started and they stopped it with medication. At that visit they gave me medication to take home, and said I should take it whenever I felt like I was contracting.

I just kept taking the pills, but they wouldn't work. At around 1:00 am I talked to AJ on the phone, and the contactions weren't letting up. He told me that if I kept having them until 10:00 am that I needed to go to the hospital.

They kept getting stronger, so at 5:00am I decided that I had to call Alyssa to come pick me up and take me to the hospital.
I went to make the call and my phone would not call out. I tried calling her upwards of 30 times but it would not work. I tried calling my parents, Lindsey, AJ, anyone, but my phone wouldn't work. I went on facebook to see if anyone was online that I could message to call Alyssa to come pick me up, but our internet was not working either. Everything was working against me. At one point I thought I would just wait it out until AJ got home, but the contractions were too strong. I put on my shoes and walked outside to find someone who was awake in my apartment complex. I walked by windows to see if anyone had a light on.

I saw that our neighbor across the hall had her lights on. I knocked on her door, "Hi, I live across the hall, I think I'm in labor and my phone won't work." haha.
I tried using her cell phone to call Alyssa, but that wouldn't work either. She told me to use her house phone, so I tried calling Ryan Harris because he was the only local number I knew, no answer. She told me, "just call the long distance one, I don't care!" So I dial Alyssa's number, voicemail.. I tried one more time (at this point I was convinced that I was going to drive myself to the hospital), she answered! Three words, "Come get me," and she was on her way.

Alyssa showed up in no time, we were off to the hospital. We checked in, got a room, the nurse checked me, and then checked me again, then again saying, "I'm just making sure this is right... you're 8cm dialate." WHAT?!?!

She said, "You'll probably deliver in the next 2-3 hours." But AJ was still on a train coming home from Cheyenne, and wouldn't be back for hours! It was only 7 am at this point, he wasn't estimated in until 4 pm.

My nurse just happened to hear that we were talking about the railroad, and her husband works for Union Pacific. She told me there was a way that they would stop the train and pull him off, put him in a truck, and drive him in to the station for an emergency. (A train trip can take up to 12 hours, whereas driving would only take 4). I called Omar and Patrick (both work for the BN) to get a number to call, no answers. Omar called back 5 minutes later. He gave me the number to the trainmaster, I got a hold of her, told her I was in labor, AJ was on a train, she seemed more freaked out than I was... then, the anesthesiologist shows up... time for the epidural. While I'm getting my epidural I am on the phone with this trainmaster trying to figure out where AJ's train is, where we can get it to stop, how long this will all take. Epidural= check. AJ= MIA. Finally, after being on hold for 15+ minutes, the trainmaster figures out where he is and how to get him here. (He'll be here in 1 hour max, at this point it's 9am).

My nurse said she was glad I decided to get the epidural because it slowed my labor down quite a bit.

AJ showed up around 10:00am, and Jayden was born at 1:34pm.

All and all that day could have really sucked if my neighbor across the hall didn't let me use her phone, and if my nurse didn't know anything about the railroad.

So thank you to those two, and especially Alyssa for getting me to the hospital. =]