I finally insisted on getting out to go to the bathroom again. I succeeded and the contractions were much better. I asked Joe if I had to get back into the tub. He relayed to Nyasha that I'd said, "Please don't make me get back in there!" Nyasha said I didn't have to...that it wasn't punishment! I headed for the bed, crawled in and stayed there for most of the evening, changing positions occasionally and spending a considerable amount of time on my knees and bending over the raised head of the bed trying to get the baby to turn.
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