And the story goes like this...
I was scheduled for an induction on the 23rd...at 10pm I was to head to the hospital and receive cytotec to being labor. This was not something that I wanted or was interested in doing but because of my increasing BP and low amniotic fluid it was necessary.
So on the 22nd Steve and I went to a Dr. appointment in the morning, which went well dilated to a 2 this Midwife said and 80% effaced, contracting but I had been for weeks. definitely stronger then they had been before however. So she told me to go home and hydrate. Well we went out to lunch at a new Greek food place in downtown and then off to walk the fair. As the day progressed the contractions got stronger and I needed to stop walking and take a break, but they were very regular. By 4pm the contractions were stronger and getting more frequent 7 or 8 minutes apart and uncomfortable but bearable. Steve was out in the garage working out and by the time 6pm rolled around and he came back in I was feeling the pain. I decided to do some laundry, it would be a good time marker for me to wait for. So I threw a load in the dryer, and after having just taking a bath it was now time for a shower, then it was the yoga ball, and then I tried watching I love Lucy but couldn't concentrate. This whole time Steve had promised to clean the house when I started labor so it would be spotless when we got home...so he cleaned and cleaned.

The shoes Steve gave me to encourage me to breath through the pain and soon our little girl would make her arrival. The I love Lucy was to be a distraction...didn't work well.
By 9pm after 5 hours of laboring at home we were out the door to the hospital. By 9:30 we were at the hospital and the contractions were exactly 3 minutes apart and toe curling pain. We were taken up labor and delivery and I changed clothes and answered the nurses questions. When she checked me I was only dilated to a 3 and still 80-90% effaced. WHAT?? All that pain for one centimeter?? My BP was now 167/116 and they were going to have to get it down somehow. I was given some fentinal after asking for pain relief which was amazing UNTIL... My water broke. Steve and I were still sitting in the admitting labor room and heard this pop like a water balloon I looked at him and then all of a sudden I felt this rush of warmness coming out. I said...hmm Steve my water just broke. With that the contractions were much more intense and my BP was rising again. So it was time for an epidural.
By 12:30 pm I was the proud owner of an epidural that decreased my BP to 112/56 and basically took away all pain. When checked at 1 I had progressed to 5cm and my midwife said she would be back in a while. Within the next hour I had progressed to a 7, and then the next 45 minutes I was dilated completely and completely effaced. The nurse told me she wanted me to continue to contract because Gracie still hadn't dropped down far enough. So by 4 am the midwife was in the room and they were setting up. By 4:30 I was pushing and at 5:02am Gracie Ann Ericson was born! 7lbs 14.8 ounces 20 inches long.



