October 18!
I'm going to try to hold out this time. I'd prefer to labor a while at home rather than be stuck in a hospital bed from 6am until 10pm again. My actual labor was only about 10 hours but they made me stay in the bed for a long time before labor actually started and after delivery. I only got to get up one time to pee between then (they catheterize you if you get an epidural and I did get one about 6 hours in because my pitocin contractions suuuccccccckkkkkkeeeeddddd. No break *at all* in between them & I started panicking. But that's more than you needed to know). I had to stop working at 39 weeks because I was in false labor and couldn't handle being at work in front of people while squealing on and off unexpectedly in pain. I knew every day I had off without having her was another day I wouldn't get to spend with her at the end of my maternity leave and that was ultimately why I made the decision to be induced.
Natural. She was induced 9-10 days early with me because her doctor was going to be out of town on my due date (say what? Her decision...). She much preferred being induced because she was only in labor like 6 hours with me, I think! She got an epidural with me but said I came out before it even started working. I "pushed" 3 times. Very, very little effort. I was so afraid I was going to be pushing for like 3 hours like some women. I was walking around 3cm dilated and pretty well effaced for a few weeks before I was induced. I think Cris said she was 3cm dilated for a few weeks before as well. ? I went from 3cm to 6cm in the 6 hours before my epidural and then I was fully dilated 3 hours after it. Then they let gravity do most of the hard work & just sat me straight up in bed for a couple of hours. Started "practice pushing" at about 5 after 6. 1 contraction/2 pushes in, I was told very sternly to "STOP PUSHING!!!" and like 2 minutes later my OB ran in literally just in time to catch Maisie at 6:13pm. Once she was well into the birth canal, I found it impossible not to push. I tried so hard not to, but your body just kind of takes over with each contraction and you can't help it. Makes you kind of nervous with all the nurses and tons of other hospital staff standing there telling you to stop pushing and you're sitting there like "Um... I swear I'm trying really hard not to!"
I had a pretty rough tear from her shooting out so quickly, though. I knew people tore, but didn't really think about how I'd by lying there getting stitched up for what seemed like an hour after my baby was born. I know it was at least 30 minutes.
Not a fun visual! By the time he got there, I was in my fun nonstop contractions stage and sitting up and still for it was probably the suckiest thing that's every happened to me. But 15 minutes later... ahhhhhhhhhhh. I felt better the last few hours of labor than I had felt my entire pregnancy!! 
Even during the pushing and ripping myself a new one part. Well, except that the epidural stopped working so great on my left side about an hour before I delivered. I dosed myself with the button they give you to push and that didn't help and the pain was getting worse so 30 minutes later I dosed myself again and like 8 minutes after that, she was born. So, I couldn't walk at all for like 4 hours after birth. Yeah... pushing that button is a mistake I won't make next time. When I finally got in my post partum room, the nurse said "Wow, I don't know who was handing out epidurals today but they sure did a good job! No one can walk tonight!"
They made me go pee before they let me go to a post partum room. And I had to be able to walk myself to the bathroom. 2 really skinny nurses were there to "help" me walk. Yeah, okay. When they told me they were going to help me walk to the bathroom, I said to them, "Um... you do realize that if I go down, you guys are both going down with me, right?!" I'm sure neither of them weighed more than 100 pounds. But they were sweet and they "helped."
She said the catheter being put in was the absolute worst part of the whole labor and delivery (and she had a pretty traumatic labor with an emergency c-section in the end - but she and baby were and are just fine).
Aaaannnnnnddddd, now I've freaked myself out thinking about all the bad birth stories I've heard.
