It is sometime in the early morning hours of August 12, 2005, my due date, when the contractions start. Subtle at first and about 7 minutes apart. I hop in the shower to relax and to go over the delivery in my head, something I had been doing over and over the past 9 months. As they get closer together I call my Doula and get the hospital bag that has been sitting by the door for weeks. My husband is calm and ready to do whatever he needs to do. I am hoping for an all natural delivery, using some meditations that I have adapted from my prenatal yoga classes, summon the Wild Woman in me to do this drug free, 4-5 pushes and she should be out. That is the way I have envisioned it. Isn’t it funny how life has its way of surprising you…