The post I have been waiting 2 years to write is finally here and I can't really believe it. On Saturday, I woke up at 8:30 a.m. with BAD contractions. By the 2nd one, I knew I was in "real" labor. They were SO different than the braxton-hicks. I got out of bed and decided that I'd take a bath, until water ran down both legs. The pain after that got pretty unbearable immediately and I was having contractions every 2 1/2 to 3 minutes. So, I called Aaron at work to tell him it was "the big day". He decided I was kidding until I nearly leapt through the phone to wring his neck. :) We got to the hospital an hour later and I was dilated to a 4 and having very active contractions. They quickly got me moved to an L&D room. I got my epidural ( AMAZING - we'll talk about this in its own post soon) at a 6 and then my doctor broke my water. (Apparently at home, it had just leaked a pocket of fluid). After he broke my water, labor started picking up ...
she is so cute and she is going to follow in her dad's footsteps!
ReplyDeleteSo, so sweet! That girl has one great life!
ReplyDeleteSuch a fun and exciting life your little girl leads:).
ReplyDeleteI kind of want to be Paisely...is that weird? Horses and fun in the backyard!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your reassuring comment. I am stressed about doing this, but more stressed about keeping things the same. Here comes the next chapter!