We started off the day celebrating my husband's birthday by going to Denny's, his favorite place to get breakfast. He got his free gram slam and I got a pancake puppy fudge sundae!!! Hey, I was 9 months pregnant, don't judge me.
My husband left work to come home and pick me up. He dropped me off at the nail salon and returned to work. I got my nails done and had a pedicure trying not to think about what was ahead of me. Naomi, my nail girl, told me I had the biggest feet she's ever seen and that I should take a picture to show Lilla what she put me through.
We arrived at the hospital around 7:00pm and started to settle in. They gave me something to "ripen" my cervix and something to help me sleep since the next day would probably be a long one. Had I known what it would really be like, I would have taken two.