This pregnancy was so incredibly different than my last. I was still sick, but for the most part I felt really good the whole time except for some pain around the left hip. I continued Zumba and moved from Body Back to Fit4Baby classes and tried to stay active chasing around RT. I worried (and still do!) about how in the world I was going to keep up with him with a newborn, but we still completed the Purple Stride 5k, traipsed around Busch Gardens, and adventured around everywhere else.
With RT I had what some refer to as a stalled pregnancy. I'd get regular, painful, and real contractions and then they would stop. I waited for three days to dilate enough to be admitted even after my doctor herself told me to head to the hospital after seeing me. Once I got the epidural, they told me that it would be a matter of hours, but RT still didn't come until the next night! Not this time! Neil and I checked into the ER at Leigh at 1 am, we walked the halls for two hours before they gave us the all clear to stay and by then I had dilated from 2.5 to 4. We headed to our room, got the epidural settled quickly and took a few dozes.. That morning, they checked me at 8 cm and 12 minutes later, my water broke. When I called the nurse to tell her, she came rushing in, checked me, and told me we were ready. I literally said - "ready for what?!". RT had taken SO long that it didn't even occur to me that in that short amount of time we would be ready to push. The room flooded with people, nurses helped me do two rounds of pushing and his head was out. The doctor had to be grabbed from starting a C section down the hall for the final push- and he was out.
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