Noah's birth story (minus the really gritty stuff)
Here goes...birth story number one. My son Noah was born on a Monday morning at 8:07am on August 20th 2007 at Framingham Union Hospital. I don't have many pictures of the birthing process since I think I was sufficiently freaked out by every ones horror stories that had been drilled into my head since we announced that we were expecting. I worked right up till the Friday before he was born at the same hospital that he was born in. At the time I was a unit secretary at a inpatient geriatric psych ward. On that Friday morning before he was born I had a trickle of fluid as I was getting in the shower, I didn't know if it was my water breaking or if I had peed on myself because by that time I wouldn't have put it past myself (I was huge, swollen, and my feet looked like balloons.) I went to work and casually mentioned it to a co-worker who took it upon themselves to notify one of the nurses from my OB office in the cafeteria that day....