Birth story and what not...

Lately I've been having insomnia ...guess my body was prepping me for long nights with Antonio. And I was getting impatient as to when I would start feeling contractions...so I did the deed with my husband...twice. LOL lucky guy! Well that was around 11pm. I settled down in bed with my trusty netbook and The Nanny on TV. Around 1:30am I started having bad cramping...like period cramps but worse. And they weren't very regular but they were lasting pretty long. Then around 2 something (at this point I stopped using the real clock and started using the timer on my cell haha) my contractions started being 3 minutes apart, then 2 then 1! It would fluctuate but man, they were getting worse. At 3am I woke up Tony and called the OB. She told me to go ahead and go to triage and get checked out.


I was 3cm dialated by the time we got to the triage and 4cm almost 5 when I got my birthing room. I decided at this point I needed the epidural. The pain was making it hard to caaoncentrate on anything. So I got it. And honestly, it hurt! But I can be a big baby about pain. Oh it was amazing not feel the contractions anymore :) Then I feel asleep for 30 minutes at a time because the nurse kept coming in to check on me.

Around 8:30am I felt a pressure in my butt. Literally like if I was holding in a poop for too long! (haha) and then my water broke at 9am. The OB on call (different from the one from the early morning) had just arrived and when he came to check on me, I was 10cm dialated and ready to go. He then took me off the epidural so I could feel the contractions and when to push.

Oh I'm such a wuss. I wanted to give up so bad. I felt so weak, tired and crappy because I hadn't slept or eaten since 10pm the night before. But, I pushed like hell for an hour and out popped Antonio at 10:15am. The doc held him up, he was screaming his little lungs off. And the doc made little Antonio's hand wave at me :) Tony got to hold him first since I needed stitches. That wasn't fun, but the labor pain (which honestly felt like I was taking the WORST poop of my life) was much worse. I survived and look, I brought this gorgeous little man into the world.