I think I'm in labor

Another warm winter day in hawaii. We did our Sunday routine of going to church and then taking a nap. I felt uncomfortable. I couldn't get to sleep, just tossed and turned while he serenaded me with what he calls deep breathing others would call it snoring. I decided to pace, that didn't make me feel better, sat down to watch tv, didn't help either. I couldn't pin point my discomfort just felt like something was not right. Then finally like an epiphany I woke him up, "I think I'm labor."
"Are you sure?" he asked
"No"
"Do you want to go the hospital?"
"I don't know"
Let me explain why this conversation was kinda nonchalant. We were still new in Hawaii and going to the hospital would be an huge ordeal of having to have someone stay with the girls or take the girls to someone else's home. we decided to go to the hospital with kids in tow, if I was in labor he could then ask someone to come pick them up.
We went a sure enough, I had already dilated to a 6. so here we go with baby #3.

Positive

I had gone home before shipping out to Hawaii. I'd spent a couple of days at home. I fielded questions about this new man in my life. I spoke of him as my husband, my husband this and my husband that. My mother one day got upset and said "He has a name".

Yes he did have a name but using I felt made this situation too casual. I needed to remember that he was my husband and not just some guy who gave me heart and was anxiously waiting for me. Was I trying to convince myself or remind myself that he was my husband. I remember thinking no one can still think of me as a child, I'm grown cause I have a husband.

I left my family and flew to Hawaii. There were so many permanent decisions i had made in the past 9 months, I had left home, gotten married, and now was going to Hawaii to be stationed on a ship. I arrived in Hawaii and made it to the base. I checked in and as proudly announced that I had married while on  leave and needed to fill out paperwork for duel military. This paperwork was important to try to get stationed together and get housing. I showed my marriage certificate. I was validating everything that had happened.

My ship was not in port at the time so I had to wait for it to return. I started a routine of going to work doing laundry and calling. we were on a 5 hour time difference so sometimes it was difficult. We spoke often about how we missed each other and when he would make it down here.  I made friends and started to get to know Hawaii. Went down to beaches in Waikiki, snorkeling in Hanauma  Bay, clubbing in Ala Moana.

I wasn't feeling well one day and went to base clinic. They drew blood for some tests and told me the results would be ready in about 1 hour. In the meantime I went and had lunch. I returned to get my results. The lady at the lab printed out the results and then pointed out one test at the bottom " your pregnancy test came out positive".