Some of the Labor Story....4 years ago. :)

Here it was 4 years ago today, I was in labor with my beautiful little girl. The 12th was her original due date. I was in early signs of labor the night before on the 11th. I couldn't really sleep on the night before because I was having some major contractions. I was going to see the doctor that morning on the 12th to see what my progress was. The doctor proceeded to tell me the sharp pains were early signs of labor, but maybe I wouldn't go into full blown labor just yet. Yeah, tell that to the pain I was having. She proceeded to scrap me...which let me tell you, is the worst thing ever. I about ripped that Doctor's head off. She wanted the scrapping to maybe help boost the labor into effect. Well it did later on that day. I went back to work and was having a hard time driving. Never drive when your having contractions. Everytime I had a contraction, my foot would hit the gas pedal harder and then when the contraction subsided, I released the gas pedal. It was the worst feeling ever. The doctor, thank goodness had put me on bedrest, so I let my work know about it. My Mom who was living with me at the time was home when I got there. I wasn't feeling too good, so I laid down on the sofa. After just an hour of being home, I told my Mom that I wasn't feeling to well, and ended up throwing up in the bathroom. I didn't even realize I hadn't eaten anything at all today and my Mom of course was saying today is the day. I called my hubby who at the time was my boyfriend. He came home from work and he drove me and my Mom to the hospital. My Mom was timing my contractions. They were 3-4 minutes apart. Yeah, I was in early signs of labor my butt. I was in MAJOR labor. We got to Labor and Delivery and had to sit around for awhile. I was still in a lot of pain. By the time I got back to see the doctor and they had me dress in that ridiculous gown, my water broke. Don't believe Hollywood when it comes to a Pregnant woman water breaking. It's not a big gush. It felt like I had just peed myself. My Mom ran and got a nurse and the nurse had to check to make sure. When she came back with the results, she said I wasn't going anywhere. I was going to have my baby girl. Here it is the 12th...my daughter's exact birthdate. Yeah, she wanted to come on time I guess. LOL By that evening around 7...I was checked in and hooked up to monitors and such. My Mom and my hubby (boyfriend at the time) was there with me. My Mom was telling me every time I had a contraction I did so well. She even said I did better than her. By the time I hit 4 cm dialated, I got the epidural and believe me I don't care what women out there that didn't wanted it and did the birth naturally. I don't care what they think about me getting the epidural. Believe me I needed it. I was in so much pain and having people tell me I was doing so well...ha...if only they knew. I was so excited and nervous. I was so excited because I was going to meet my baby girl finally. After 9 months of carrying my princess...having her stretch out my right side, kick at my ribs and make me pee constantly...I was going to finally meet her. I was nervous because I didn't know how I was going to handle the birth of her. Was I going to have her naturally or have to have a C-section since I was told from the beginning that I have a small pelvic area. First off, I was told I couldn't have children...well...wherever that doctor is now that told me I couldn't have kids...I have a miracle to show him and her name is Alexia Renee...my exact mini-me. I will continue with my story of how my daughter was born in another blog. It's only appropriate to continue the story on the 13th when she was actually born. :) I will also share the story of why God blessed me with her. I definitely believe in miracles today more than ever.