The Long Story

As promised earlier I will tell you all the long version of my adventurous day. It started off with a doctors appointment to Dr. Stowers (who I really don't like as a doctor but that is another story) at 9:00 o'clock. I was dilated to a 3 and 60 % effaced. He made an appointment for me to be induced on December 3rd and told me he would see me next week. I went home and I was having the occasional contraction. I got some stuff taken care of around the house. Blair was home from work all day so he was able to watch Hannah and the other kids that I watch. Both Blair and I wanted to have the baby soon so we tried figuring out what to do. I went to the gym and walked on the stairmaster for a few minutes. I could only climb stairs a few at a time before I was either out of breath or having a contraction or both.
I went home from the gym and eventually made it to my Grandma Deters house to work on some baby blankets. The contractions were getting more intense as the day kept going. I went home from my grandmas and the contractions got a lot worse once I got home. Around 4:00 I called the hospital to talk to a nurse to describe the contractions and try to get an idea if I was in labor or not. My contractions at the time were spaced between 3 and 5 minutes apart while I was standing but when I would sit down they would go to about 10 minutes apart. The nurse said I wasn't in labor and the contractions should be spaced evenly no matter where I was or what I was doing.
I hung up the phone and they just kept going. I didn't want to go to the hospital and get sent home because of false labor. Around 6' o clock pm Blair called his mom and asked her to come up to our house to watch Hannah so we could go to the hospital. Blair's mom was about 30 to 40 minutes away so we called my Grandma Deters and she was there in 2 minutes. We left for the hospital and Blair drove as fast as he could. We were kind of hoping we got pulled over so we could maybe get escorted the rest of the way. That didn't happen. We got to the hospital at 6:45 and went up to labor and delivery. They had me get dressed in the gown. I thought I had to go to the bathroom and I looked and thought I was bleeding. It started freaking me out. The nurses tried keeping me calm but it didn't work very well.
The nurse checked me and I was dilated to and 8 1/2 and was 100% effaced!!!! I had gotten that far on less then 10 hours.I started begging for an epidural so they called the anesthesiologist. The nurses got my I.V. in after 3 different tries and the doctor came in to start the epidural. I WAS DYING BY THIS POINT. I was hurting so badly I couldn't wait for the epidural to start. The doctor got it put in and layed me back on the bed. I felt like the water had broken probably 4 times. After I laid back down my water really broke and I felt like something was coming out. The nurse looked and the baby was crowning. They called the emergency OB/GYN and had him rush up to the room. The doctor came into the room and before he had time to even put on gloves, the baby had come out. No one caught the baby the baby just slid out and landed on the bed. The official birth time was 7:15. Oh yeah by the way the anesthesiologist didn't have a chance to really start the epidural so technically I went all natural. He had the needle put in and ready to start it but by the time they were going to hook it up the baby was out.