So, let's get my baby story done while my little is asleep. I was due January 22nd, but I had my induction scheduled on Monday at 3 am because whether my water broke or not, my doctor was going to give me pitocin, a thing with that hospital. So, other than my false labor the week before I had no labor signs, wasn't dialated, etc etc. Got there at 330, signed in, and got into my labor and delivery room, big and beautiful I'll say.

Started by getting stabbed five times for my iv ( one of which gushed onto the nurse, very Quinten Tarantino ) before the anesthesiologist came in and handled me like a champ. Hooked up to saline, and had my cergic painfully checked, I was given the cervix ripening pill. And nothing. I was given another quarter of the pill, and again, nothing. Then came cervidil, again, fucking painful. Ten hours in, it had only dialated me up to 1 cm.

So 830 Tuesday (the 26th ), I was like, if we're doing anything else, I want my epidural first. Plain and simple, again took it like a champ. Instantly felt relaxed enough to have my water broken, catheter put in, cervix checked, the whole nine.

Then came pitocin, and things started moving. By 830, I was 8 cm dialated and my nurse had me using the peanut to get my pelvis open, and ice on my side because she was apparently face up. By 10, I was pushing, and felt like fucking dying. My epidural was wearing off and I was in ridiculous pain, all the while baby girl's doing a-ok. My boyfriend later told me that he was taking cues from me because I was so calm about everything. Threw up water, three times, and I'm not sure if that was the epidural or my nerves getting to me. Twelve rolled around from me pushing, and I was told to have a thirty minute break of sitting up and letting gravity pull her down more.

Fifteen minutes in, and I demanded they come back in and start this shit again. I wanted to see my daughter and the pressure was killing me. Two more hours of pushing and right on the dot, 2:00 am January 28th, my week late baby girl was out and breathing beautifully.

Despite saying he wouldn't, daddy cut the cord and held my leg, with so much joy in his eyes. With the first night over, I have never been more in love with both her and my SO, and motherhood.

😍😍😍