Gosh, Oliver is almost one month old already and it’s the first moment I’ve had (or I think I will have :P ) to write out his birth story. I love to look back on these type of events and see the details I wrote because things are so vivid at the time but memory fades the small things as time goes on.. or for me anyways. So I hope I remember it as clearly as the day it all happened. Around 37 weeks my doctor wanted me to come to the hospital where her colleague would be expecting me, to see how things were going. My private doctor wasn’t working that week, otherwise she would have had me visit a time she was working. Anyways, her colleagues were all a bit surprised and shocked and said that well it could literally be any minute now based on my cervical check. They said they would even consider keeping me, if I lived further away, but since we are just a short drive away, it was no problem. More on that detail to come, later. So I go home from that appointment and hospit...