EM’s Birth Story Part 2: Happiest baby on the block

After the epidural (that I immediately regretted getting), we settled in to take a nap. It was 4 a.m. at this point, and my husband needed some sleep – I however sat in bed, staring up at a full moon, kicking myself for giving in to the stadol induced stupidity. The epidural wasn’t even done well, my left side was all tingly – nothing like the last time where I could move my legs. Needless to say, I didn’t sleep. For two hours I rested, and then about 6 I started to feel a lot of pressure…

My water then broke. After I told the nurse, she checked me and I was suddenly 6cm! At this point, I told my husband to call my mom and tell her it’s almost time. When he told her my water broke and I was 6 she squealed “We aren’t going to make it!” and hung up. 2 minutes later, I was complete. The doctor wasn’t there, but a very nervous and excited looking resident was — and the nurses started setting up for delivery.

Now this part is always amazing to me, how when the baby is about to come and your body just takes over — the epidural was almost all worn off so I could feel some pain, but my hypnobabies training kicked in and began to breath the baby out. With each contraction, I just let my body do the work and with every breath I could feel her head — and the pressure of it — moving down and…

Suddenly I was crowning. At this point Erin gave me “permission” to push. Halfway through the first push, my doctor came in, looked down and exclaimed:

“GREAT JOB! That’s the way to do it!” and gave me a smile and a thumbs up. Now you would think a woman delivering a baby would be annoyed by this, but I was in such a state that I actually laughed along with him. He called the resident over, who was already all suited up, and instructed him to catch. 2 pushed later, I grabbed her from between my legs and from the residents grasp.

She didn’t cry. She wasn’t blue, but she didn’t cry — you know the first thing she did? She picked up her little head off of my chest, looked up at me while I was telling her how much I loved her, and …smiled. Then, as I was helping dry her off, she wailed a few a times. After that, when her daddy started talking to her she turned her little head and gave him a grin too! Nope, I wasn’t still on the Stadol – she actually didn’t stop smiling the whole day:

Smiling at Papa

Smiling at nanny

All Smiles!

We stayed overnight one more night, and then was home the next day. I’m not one for hospitals, and I was very anxious to see EL again! How did he handle meeting the new baby? Stay tuned for Part 3!

Here is Part 1 if you missed it!

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