I have had two pregnancies and births. The first was with a single baby, Junebug , and it ended with a c-section birth. The second was with fraternal twins, Buddy Boy and Miss Bee, and it ended with a natural VBAC (vaginal birth after cesarean). What follows is my second birth story.
My water broke at 4pm on a snowy Valentine's Day in 2011 as I was sitting at the kitchen table. The contractions started fast and furious. I stood up, my pants drenched, and thought, "Oh wow, it's actually going to happen! I'm going into labor!" I was so excited and filled with disbelief; I didn't know what to do. I ran upstairs (okay, perhaps it was more of a swift-ish waddle than a run) yelling for my mom, who was staying with us by then to help.
"Mom! Mom! My water just broke!" She couldn't believe it either. She stood there for a second. We cried, and hugged, and then she said, "well, let's get these wet pants off of you. And then call your husband."