My husband and I headed out for our parenting class, when I told him to go back home because I did not feel well. I was 36 weeks pregnant with my second child and feeling a little crampy. At home I spent an hour or so taking a shower and walking around the house. Finally, I told my husband that I wanted to go to the hospital because the contractions were getting closer. He threw our stuff in the car and made it to the hospital in 15 minutes, which was a record time. I had one hard contraction in the parking lot and told my husband to hurry. In the elevator, people looked at us strangely as I had another hard contraction. Once we got on the labor and delivery floor, I wondered if it was really labor since I felt normal and could talk to the nurse happily. It was 9 pm. They put me in the room and then came to check my dilation. They were surprised to find me 10 cm dilated and I was too. I kept telling myself that I was just in early labor. The next few steps happened very quickly as I was rushed to the OR to deliver in case I needed a c-section with my breech baby. I was a little frantic as I could not process what was happening and they took my husband away from me to put him in scrubs. I remember holding his hand while contracting and then suddenly finding my hand was empty and feeling confused. In the operating room I was on a skinny surgical bed that was hard and I felt like I would fall off. Everyone in the room was very busy getting stuff prepped and everyone ignored me when I asked for help since the contractions were coming every few minutes and I was stuck on my back looking up at the ceiling. A nurse came over and gave me a pillow and told me to get a grip on my breathing and contractions. I finally calmed down after having someone come and focus on me. The perinatologist, Dr. O'Brian, also came in and did an ultrasound. Baby was still frank breech, but she was in textbook position and even turned her head the right direction. They put my feet up in stirrups and my husband came back into the room to hold me hand. Dr. O'Neil, my OBGYN, told me that I could go ahead and push now. First, they gave me an episiotomy. I then gave a push and her bottom came out. The doctors flipped her legs out of me and then helped cork screw her head out. It was 9:15. I was excited for it all to be over and for my baby to be ok. They checked her out and said that all was well except that her legs would stay up by her head for the next couple of weeks since she was breech for so long in pregnancy. This labor was faster and easier than my first baby who was head down. I never felt that burning ring of fire. I just felt pressure and then she was born.