Here's the story:
I was put on bed rest because I had Pregnancy-Induced Hypertension on April 17th. I was really bummed and it was a lot harder emotionally than I ever thought it would be. After a week I was really starting to lose my patience. I was only 36 weeks when I was placed on bed rest. I had 2 appointments a week for an ultrasound and a non-stress test. It was neat to see a baby at 37 weeks since the only other ultrasounds I had were at 20 weeks. I was finally determined to enjoy the time that I didn't have a newborn in the house and spent time watching movies with Steve and playing games with Jack and Henry. At 1:30am my water broke, when I got up to use the bathroom. We headed to the hospital around 2:00 because I was having contractions.
I was settled into my room with everything set to go around 2:30am, with hopes to get some sleep. Yea right! Steve was snoring away in the chair next to the bed....but I watched all kinds of TV and couldn't shut my mind off knowing we were going to have a baby in a matter of hours.
The
doctor came in at 7:00am and I was at a 4, which was a surprise since
with the boys I had to be induced once my water broke because my body
didn't go into labor on it's own. Before I knew it I was at a 8 and the
party was starting! I didn't have to push for too long...and before I
knew it they were yelling for the doctor to come (who had to run over
from his office at the clinic). I had to wait to push her out. That was
by far the worst part of the entire delivery. It seemed like it took
him 30 minutes to get there, even though it was probably more like 30
seconds! :)When they told me it was a girl, I was so shocked! What a gift. I seriously thought I was going to have a boy.
