I know this is not something that every person cares much about, so if you are one of those, just choose to skip over this post.
I was induced on my due date which my doctor gave me as an option 2 weeks prior. At that point (2 weeks out) I was sitting at 3 cm dilated and 80% effaced. I was feeling fairly confident that I might go early so I was fine with scheduling an induction, just in case. So I walked, every single day, did squats, ate spicy (for me) foods, tried different myths that supposedly induced labor, and yet nothing. Since I didn't think I was feeling any contractions and had not made any progress in a week, I decided to stick with the scheduled induction. The anticipation of waiting to go into labor was killing me!
So bright and early Friday Oct. 26, Trey and I headed to the hospital to meet our little girl. We started the induction at 7 am and the nurses informed me that I was actually having contractions, I just never knew. They said that I probably would have come into the hospital that day or the next anyway, which made me feel a lot better about being induced, I knew she was ready. Around 9:30 I had the epidural put in. I was really starting to feel the contractions and was very thankful for the drugs :) My mom and sister came to hang out and entertain us and slowly other family members started to arrive. Around 2:00 I was at 10 cm, I was excited! But then we had to wait on the doctor. For some reason, it was not like the movies/TV where everyone is hurrying and rushing around. I waited for 1.5 hours before we really started pushing. Once that started, I only pushed for an hour. Trey was fantastic throughout the whole process and such a great support. There was no yelling and he was by my side the whole time, I'm not sure I could have witnessed all that he did and still look at me the same. Anyways, with an epidural, you don't really feel much and that made pushing really easy. I did feel my body worn out by the end, but couldn't feel much while I was actually pushing. And then she was here! It was a whirlwind of emotions and kind of a blur. She was slimy but already so cuddly!
She was quite a big baby, but to me she was still so itty bitty. Amazing how that was in my stomach. The rest of the time in the hospital was much more painful then the whole delivery process but I feel close to back to normal 3 weeks later, thank goodness.
I am so thankful that I was surrounded by so much family and wonderful doctors and nurses. The experience was a good one, praise Jesus :)
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