On Tuesday night around 9pm, I was sitting on the couch working on a presentation that I had to do the next morning when I distinctly heard a pop noise and then felt some warm gushing between my legs. I hopped up and ran (well, waddled really) to the bathroom with Scott following closely behind. Yup, my water broke! Lucky for us, Lauren is a great friend and offered to come over to watch Evie while we went to the hospital. She snapped the last pic of me preggo just as we were headed out. Who's belly is bigger? We got to the hospital just before midnight, and by about 5:15am, I was asking for an epidural. This delivery moved WAAAAAAY faster than with Evie. I am lucky we had an awesome nurse named Andrea because once she realized I wasn't faking how much the contractions were hurting, she moved quickly to get the anesthesiologist over and get the room all ready for the doc. As soon as Dr Ruiz, the on-call doc that night, walked in, I was ready to push. Presenting: Nor