The labor was not too long, once it really got going. Of course I was having contractions most of Sunday and all night til Monday morning when they stopped. They were never very intense or close together so I wasn't sure when she would decide to come. The contractions started again around dinner time, and progressively got closer together and harder. So at 10:30pm we headed over to the hospital. I was at a 5 when we got there. Joe and I hung out for a bit, watched some TV. I tried some Fentinol (or however you spell that), which made me really dizzy. Then decided maybe I really did want an Epidural. The nurse came in and checked me and said I was at an 8, but then I would have to get through my bag of IV fluids before they could do an epidural. So I wasn't sure if there was time, but she said we could try. So the contractions got more intense, then really intense just as the fluids finished. Joe got the nurses and they came in and started getting everything ready. The nurse laid me down and as she did, my water broke. So the contractions were then very painful and right on top of each other. The doctor wasn't there yet. The nurses kept telling me to breathe deep and I was trying to. Then all of the sudden I had to push and the baby came out on to the bed! So the doctor missed it, the nurses didn't even actually catch her. Good thing the bed was still all put together! So it was pretty intense, but quick. The doctor arrive a few minutes later and was somewhat discombobulated because she had missed it. Of course she still had to finish things up with me, but the nurses had wiped off the baby and cut the cord and were taking care of her. So I did it again, no epidural, but quick! Phew!
Her big brothers love her lots and like to hold her. She likes to sleep a lot, and seems to think the best time to be awake is between 12:30-2:30 am so far. We are working on changing that! 

