For some reason I was really worried about Mg3's delivery. Looking back, I'm perplexed as to why her delivery made me so anxious. My support system had improved from what it was like with previous births. We were finally living in our hometown where I could access my relatives AND friends. Perhaps it was because, our lifestyles had changed so much. People were busier and more difficult to access in NYC. People around me always seemed to be running. Their lives stretched them so much. I didn't think they were available, though I never doubted they loved me. I worried a lot about who would be around to take me to the hospital, and if everything would work out for someone to stay with my 3 older children. If my husband was at work when labor started, I realized that under the best of circumstances it would take him a minimum of ninety minutes to reach me. Everyone worked, so I kept replaying this scenario over and over with everyone I knew. Maybe I could ask a f