So... here I am, finally home with a few minutes to spare, so for all of you who don't know what happened, I'll write a birth story.
Friday morning, March 11, I woke up, and I thought my water had broken. I called the Dr on call, and she said to go to the birthing center. So I called Steven, and Mom and we headed up. They checked me and said there was no amniotic fluid, but that I should walk for a while and they'd check me again. I walked the halls for two hours, and when they checked again, she said there might possibly be a leak, but that as of right then, my water hadn't broken... so I could go. But she said she'd be surprised if I didn't show back up sometime over the weekend.
So we went and had lunch... and did our errands. During that time I started to get contractions. By 8pm they were 7-8 minutes apart, and uncomfortable, but not unbearable. I fell asleep around 11 and slept until 2:30. I woke up and I felt something kind of pop, and when I got up, I was much wetter than normal. My water had broken then! The contractions started immediately to get much worse and we called the Dr at 3 and she said to head to the birthing center.
At around 3:15 the nurses checked me and said I was 2cm. I was upset because that meant I had to wait for the epidural. They gave me a shot of Nubain and let me labor for a while. The shot didn't help the pain at all... the contractions were almost unbearable, but I felt awfully sleepy in between. Around 6am I told them I needed to pee, and they said before that could happen they were going to check me again. I heard the nurses whispering over me, and they actually checked twice... Then they told me I had dialated to 10cm already! So no epidural for me!
They called the Dr... and told me when I felt the urge to push. And I pushed. Though I think the worst part of that was when they said not to push but breathe through the contractions. I don't think anything is harder than that. I pushed for almost 1 1/2 hours and at 7:52, Hannah finally arrived... showering the Dr with what was left of the amniotic fluid! They put her up on my chest, and my Mom cut the cord. She was absolutely beautiful! And still is, but then I'm a little biased!
That's what I remember... but then I'm sure I'm forgetting something. It all seems kinda fuzzy anyways. So that's how my little Hannah got here... and boy are we glad she's here!!