Congrats to all the new mommies - so exciting!!
Sorry it's taken me so long, but here's my birth story:
I woke up on Sunday, 7/31/11, at 5am to use the bathroom. I noticed some blood when I wiped so it kind of freaked me out. I went back to bed and woke up again at 7am to pee (again) and noticed more blood. When I look back on it now, it was probably my plug that came out plus my "bloody show". I went to lay back in bed & noticed that I was starting to have some stomach pains. I got up out of bed & started doing some things around the house (cleaning, laundry, etc). They seem to have subsided, but I kept getting them. I started keeping track of the contractions throughout the day but they were so irregular and didn't hurt that bad. I was so determined not to go to the hospital until my contractions were 4 minutes apart but these were anywhere between 5 - 15 minutes all day long. And again, they didn't hurt enough to warrant anything. I stayed home all day (even though DH went to the pool - I really wanted to go, but didn't want to chance anything). He came home and we got a pizza for dinner & just chilled out around the house. After dinner the contractions started to get worse but they were still extemely irregular. I got a shower after dinner but still didn't feel the greatest. About 8pm they started getting stronger to where I couldn't get comfortable when they were going on. Again, they were still irregular. They came anywhere between 5 - 10 minutes apart. DH had to work on Monday so he went to bed at 10pm and I stayed up because laying down didn't help at all. From 10pm - 11:45pm they were horrible. I couldn't sit, stand or lay down - nothing was comfortable but they were STILL irregular! They were coming between 4 - 8 minutes. I couldn't take it anymore so I woke DH up & we left for the hospital. We got there at midnight and they took me up to the room & checked me. I was only 2 cm dilated but 100% effaced. They were debating on whether or not to keep me & I think the only reason they did was because I was 100% effaced (THANK GOODNESS!!) They got me all hooked up to the IV and I tried walking around, but the contractions hurt too much. They new that the anesthisiologist wasn't going to be coming in until 4am, plus they wanted me dilated to 4cm before I got it so they gave me a shot of Demerol at 2am, which was awful. I could still feel every contraction and the medicine made me extremely loopy - I couldn't focus my eyes on anything which I didn't like. At 4am I got the epidural and things were great
From 4am - 9am I went from 4cm to 10 cm and started pushing at 9am. I pushed twice and they stopped me because I wasn't really "pushing" because I couldn't feel anything with the epidural. So they stopped me and from 9am - 10am I started to feel each contraction again. I started pushing again at 10am and Ashlyn came into the world at 11:13am!
I would say the contractions were worse than the pushing, even though the pushing tired me out. It wasn't like anything I was expecting, yet so rewarding at the end. Pushing for so long made me tired and extremely hot. When she was finally born I started shaking because I was so cold. It turns out that during labor I kept saying how hot I was and they kept turning the thermostat down for me - it was at 55 degrees!
I have a few pics to share below. I love her so much and now I can't even comprehend life without her