Labor...

Aug 6th 2008.. We went into the hospital at 7:30... At about 8:00 they started the Amnio test. It didn't necessarily hurt, but he had to do it twice and with a need poking out of your tummy and a baby laying on your nerve I got really nauseous and light headed.. Ick.. I hate that feeling, however nothing is compared to the pubic bone pain that I have been dealing with. Well we waited til 10 am.. and the results came back positive!! So at that point the Dr, tried to break my water but I was so hurt and freakishly went back to the pain I felt when they broke my water with Jaden, (after 12 hours of un-medicated labor .. OUCH) So he barely nicked it and I sat and waited to get the pitocin started. At about 11 they started the pit, and on came the contractions, they we really tolerable, and as soon as they started getting harder, I asked for an epidural and at 12:30 or so they gave me one.. I was smooth sailing from there.. or so I thought. The Dr had checked me and I was dilated to a 2 and 60%.. not much at all... so they upped the pit and at 3:3o I was a 3+ and only about 80%. Chris was getting antsy, he thought we would be in and out in about an hour and half or so. hahahaha... So he was frustrated, which made me frustrated, and I was trying to be positive, but it was soo hard. Then about 4:15 I told Chris to go get food and come back. At that time I sent out a little text to a few people to say a prayer cause the Dr was concerned that the contractions were not doing anything and mentioned that a C section could happen with a 3rd.. He said it was rare.. but it could happen and we would see what the catheter said. So they place a catheter up against the baby to measure the strength of the contractions and I had to stay above a 200.. I started out at 211.. then 239... sounded good.. but then it was 189.. and I was distraught.. Chris was not back yet and I sat in silence in my room and prayed. I asked God to remind my body what it was made for..I asked God to help my baby come out safely. It was amazing in a text that my sister read it and headed out to me.. I wanted my mom.. I needed her comfort and my sister read into that.. So at 5:30 the nurse came in ( The best labor nurse ever) and she was gonna wait til 6 to check me but then decided she would check to just see.. she started and said "wow she has really dropped.. then her expression went.. oh wait she has really dropped oh and you are a 9!!!! I was sooo ecstatic.. I had a few friends praying for me as well as my step mom and kids had said a prayer. So I called Chris and he was home.. watching TV!! :) But also getting ready to leave in about 5 minutes.. So I said to him" I am a 9 and we are pushing soon.. so he dropped what he was doing and headed up.. as soon as he got there so did my sister.. It was a relief to just see her.. It was as close to my mom as I was gonna get.. since she is miles and miles away in Az. So my sis left just before 6 to go to costco and said she would come back when we were done and had the baby.. I started pushing and at the second one.. half way through I was told to stop.. cause she was right there and the dr was not.. Well he got there about 2 contractions later (that I had to not push when that is all I wanted to do.. ) And I pushed through 2 contractions and wham.. at 6:17 pm our little Addyson was born. She was beautiful.. 6lbs and 15 oz 19 1/2 inches long. And a head of dark hair.. What a day but we made it through.. Happy and healthy.. Here are some added pics of her.. She looks sooo much like her big sister..