@kelly105: Good luck to you! At least you’re not overdue yet.
I’m loving all of these baby pics and labor stories! So I guess I’ll post mine if anyone is still around:
On Monday morning, June 17 I started having contractions every 10 minutes for about an hour. But then they went away when I got up, so I assumed it was false labor and went on with my day. I went to my friend’s house for lunch, and we were going to go for a walk after, but I didnt feel like it so I went home. Then later in the day I thought, I should do something active, so I started my prenatal yoga dvd. Soon after I started the contractions started coming about every ten minutes, and I finished the dvd and thought, well if I sit down and they stop, I’ll know it’s false labor, but they didn’t stop. So I told Darling Husband and we started getting stuff ready in case we really had to go to the hospital. So we went for a few walks off and on, and they contractions were coming longer and stronger and closer together. About 7 hours later we called the doc and went to the hospital. I waited in triage for 2 hours before getting a bed and getting hooked up to a fetal monitor. Then, after an hour or so an intern came to check my dilation. I was 6 cm. So she inserted some tool and broke my water, and then I saw the bloody show and mucus plug. We told them that I wanted an epidural, but they said they were really busy, and they’d get to me. I started to see the writing on the wall then- there was serious baby boom happening, and they were short staffed. But anyway, I was in my triage bed for two hours, and then at 3:45 they finally took me to my labor room. There I met my nurse, (who was Awesome) and the contractions continued. It was agonizing, and they kept telling me I was next in line for an epi, but no one was coming. Then a resident checked me and I was 8 cm, and the nurse told me I was already in transition, so I knew I wasn’t going to get my epi. The doctor came in, and I started pushing at around 5:45. After pushing for a while, I wasn’t progressing fast enough, and her heart rate started dropping, so the doctor decided to do a vaccuum assist. So they called a pediatrician in, and he inserted the vaccuum to attach it to her head (which was excruciating, but I didn’t even care because I knew I needed help getting her out) and then we did two more sets of pushes and she was born at 6:58am. 6 pounds 7oz, 20 inches long. Of course we are so in love with her. The crazy part was, about a half hour after I started pushing we get a knock on the door, and this doctor walks in and is like- I’m here for the epidural. Uhhhh TOO LATE LADY!!! RUDE!!!! lol. And then, the other crazy part was that I had a 2 degree tear, but after my Dr. started sewing it up he realized that it went up more into my cervix, so he said, I hate to tell you this, but we’re going to have to give you an epidural so I can fix this tear. Can you imagine?? So I got it about 30 minutes after she was born, and they fixed the tear. All in all, I’m proud of myself that I did it naturally, because I really didn’t want to. DH was the best coach ever, I wouldn’t have made it without him. The Dr. and nurse kept saying how awesome he was. For number two, I’m not sure if I would get the epidural or not- I thought that I was being so low key by saying that I didn’t have a birth plan, all I knew was that I wanted an epidural. Just goes to show, the best laid plans…. So there it is! So long, and I”m sure no one cares because you’ve all had your own story happen. I just wanted to get it out there!