It was Thursday night and we were supposed to be at the hospital at 12:00 A.M so that they could induce me... we were laying in bed trying to take a nap before we had to be at the hospital but no matter how hard we tried we could not sleep. We were too excited and nervous.
At about 11:30 we left for the hospital. When we got there we got all checked in and stuff (which took like a half an hour) and then they sent me upstairs to the room. When we got up there they filled out more paperwork and asked me a ton of questions and finally at 1:00 A.M. they hooked me up to the patosin (I don't know how to spell that) and broke my water... weirdest feeling in the world...
Well I had been in labor for about 7 hours when they brought in a breakfast tray. I was starving so i was pretty excited... but then they told me that it was for Ryan because they don't let you eat until after you deliver... man was i bummed... i was exhausted!
Another 2 hours later a bunch of nurses came in and started to set stuff up for the actual delivery. Then my doctor came in to see if I was getting close. At this point i was dying... I was in so much pain that i couldn't breath during my contractions, so i looked at the doctor and told him i didn't think i was going to make it and that he was going to have to give me the drugs... He looked at me and said "It's too late... We cant give them at this point..." I wanted to cry! (I'm actually glad now because i think i would have regretted it...)
After a few more min. (but what seemed like forever) I asked my doctor how much longer it was going to be and he told me it could still be anywhere from 20 to 30 min. until i could push and then another 20 to 30 min for that... Well about 5 min after he said that i started to push and about 10 min after that baby Emma was born...
They put her on my chest and let me hold her for a second before they took her to get cleaned up and it was quite possibly the most amazing feeling ever... I still cannot believe that my body could make this beautiful little girl!

