Once at the hospital, I had a contraction in the car, on the way to the door, at the door, two in the entryway waiting for a nurse to buzz us in, two in the hallway on the way to the assessment room, and my next one once laying down in the assessment room broke my water. The nurse left some hospital gowns and blankets for me and headed off. When she got back, she gave me an exam and called it 7-8cm dilated. She then left the room again to find a wheelchair to get me to the delivery room. As soon as she left I had another contraction and began feeling the urge to push. By the time she returned with several other nurses to try and move me, I really needed to push. There didn't seem any other way to communicate this to them, so I just whipped open my legs and yelled, "I'M PUSHING!". Someone glanced down and saw the head! Then they all jumped into action, "Page a doctor from emergency, STAT!"... "Get warm towels!"... within 5 minutes my little 7lb 5oz baby entered this world. It was less than 30 minutes from the time we arrived at the hospital!
What a night!