When I went into labor at 41 weeks, just like any other overdue woman, I was relieved. After battling weeks of carpal tunnel and PUPPPS rash, I was ready for it all to end.
At 1:30 am on a Thursday, I woke up to mild contractions that I initially thought were cramps. I went to the bathroom, then returned to bed. This was my first pregnancy, so I was unsure if I was actually in labor. Besides the mild cramping, I felt fine. And because I was a week overdue, I had convinced myself I’d never go into labor; so it never crossed my mind. Except, a few minutes later, the cramps became so intense I couldn’t ignore them, let alone sleep.
I nudged my husband, Steve. “I think I’m in labor, babe.”
Beyond The Bump 