For those who enjoy birth stories... Most of you know that I had a scheduled induction for April 9, 2009 at 8AM being 9 days overdue. I checked in at 745am but my room wasn't done until 830AM. Lots of babies all poured in that night/morning... 20+ admitted since Monday when I had me brief trip to L&D. I got a chance to chat with the nurses in the entry way though and inquired about requesting a nurse who is partial to and experienced with natural births. One sweet lady "looked" into it for me. She apparently knew who the right person to ask, because despite the nuttiness of the labor floor I got what had to be the best nurse on the floor. My OB and nurse were very respectful of my Hypnobabies needs and my birth plan hopes. I met the doc by 9am to discuss the plan and we were going to break my water and go from there, as soon as they were done getting me set up. Well, the OB went MIA until 1130AM in which I had the AROM. There was merconium staining, but not too bad. By 2pm I hadn't made a lick of progress despite contractions, which were consistant but 10 minutes apart. At 2:00pm we agreed t start a low dose of pit. It came on hard and fast then. I did really good using my hypnosis stuff, and I think a lot of nurses were impressed. They did best to keep quiet and not disturb me. It was mainly just DH and I, who was my rock, petting me and whispering relaxation cues. Sometime after though, I hit transition. I thought my blood sugar was crashing (which it may have a bit since you don't get to eat much), though they assured me it was just transition symptoms. Shakey, disoriented, weak, panic: It was like I sat out of a deep deep relaxation/hypnosis in a frenzy. I wanted just a "little something" in my IV to take the edge off. At the same time I was htting transition, the BP cuff kept getting weird readings and beeping loudly. It broke my concentration, and DH got pissed off and thus I became very unrelaxed. My nurse was busy delivering next door and so I got some fill in, loud, obnoxious nurse. I freaked, DH freaked because he can't handle seeing me (or DD) in distress and be powerless to fix it. Lucky my nurse came back when she did. I was screaming for help and that I couldn't do it, and please give me just a "little" something in my IV to help me relax. Gloria, RN, said, first we need to check you and see if you are ready to push, and second of all, OB will NOT give you anything in your IV, and thirdly, you CAN do this. And oh, by the way, you are 9cm. Gloria was there for me at just the right time in just the right way. Well, I put on my pushing baby out hypnosis CD and found it felt better to push just a little during my pressure waves. I begged for a popsicle incase my sugar was low, which I got, and between pressure waves and starting to push, I got a bite of popsicle. Alan kept them coming, and for some reason it just seemed to be a little piece of heaven. Pushing would've continued in a mother directed, breathing baby out way, but his heart rate was dropping greatly and he was getting close to out. They said, you HAVE to get this baby out NOW. The team said, what your doing is great, but he is in distress. I'm not sure the time frame of all this but the last 4-5 pushes were all bearing down and holding my breath. Poor lill Jonah had the cord 3x's around his neck. I didn't have time to let things stretch naturall and slowly so i think I got 4 stitches for little tears. I pushed him out fast and hard and yes, that second for shoulders and head, I screamed one short loud scream. I was unprepared for him to come out so fast! I didn't even have time to think or "relax". But it was no big deal... it was quick. I delivered at 4:44pm, so not even 3 hours after true labor started. He weighs 6#11oz, and was 20" long. He has smokey blue eyes, and light brown hair. He looks like...well no one in particular! Violet was the spitting image of Alan and I, and Jonah looks like ... Jonah! Here are some not so great pics, but they are mostly all on my mom's camera except these couple.