Let's see...I had a miserable pregnancy. Morning sickness, a bad infection, then preeclampsia that had me on bedrest for 10 weeks. I was induced at 38 weeks (thank goodness!). I was really ready to not be pregnant any more. I was dilated to 4 at like 36 weeks...so I thought I'd go on my own - but no luck.
So I got to the hospital early on the morning of December 10th. They broke my water. DH and a close friend were there. (She was my "coach" since I wasn't able to take those classes.) They stuck the monitor on the top of Evie's head (yeouch I'm sure!) and strapped me all up. I kind of just sat there not moving for the longest time - I was afraid that if I moved it would start to hurt. Well...this mean nurse made me get up and use the bathroom...big mistake...lol. Labor hit when I was on the toilet. 
I could barely make it back to the bed. (I must have a low pain tolerance.) It started to hurt really bad very fast. It wasn't long before I was dilated to 6 and having contractions every 3 minutes. I asked for the epidural around noon, and didn't get it until 1. 
I was not too happy about that. Then it took the anesthesiologist 4 tries sticking the needle in my spine before she could get it in...talk about torture.
Once it was in though, things were good again...lol. 
I took a nap til 3PM. And when I woke up I remember telling my friend that I felt a weird sensation in my butt. She went and got the nurse because she thought maybe the baby was coming. Sure enough, I was dilated to 10 and her head was descending. So they set me up to get ready to push.
I had such high hopes because I had heard that pushing was the easy part and that it felt good to be able to push and use your energy for something. Since I was starting to feel the contractions again, I was hoping that I'd be able to at least do okay pushing. Not so. 
Pushing sucked too...lol. Thankfully I had a great nurse by that time. I remember her standing down there making movements like a baseball catcher would...moving back and forth on her feet...twitching her head from side to side. My blood pressure (because of the preeclampsia) shot up to like 200/120, so she took a whole bottle of Vaseline and lubed me up and with another 2 pushes Evie flew out before the doctor could get in there. I remember her saying oh shoot...she's coming and running to the door and my friend saying "What the he** did she leave for? What are we supposed to do?" LOL The nurse ran back just in time to catch Evie, then the doctor got there and suctioned her out.
Gosh that first cry...that's a sound I'll never forget and it still gives me chills. They laid her on my belly still gooey...just like I wanted. She looked up at me like "What in the heck just happened?" But she didn't cry any more past that first scream. Just looked at me very quietly. Then they cleaned her up. They were all amazed because she stayed up for over 4 hours after being born just looking around quietly...taking it all in...being held by everyone that came to visit. She roomed in with me and we practiced breastfeeding...it was an awesome time and I didn't miss the sleep at all. I loved having her there. It was such an amazing thing to know this whole new person came out of me and now I was responsible for her. Still an amazing thing...lol. She turned 2 this month. I can't believe that she's growing up so fast!
If you made it this far...you're a dear! (((Hugs)))
Love,
Rose
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