Day 65: Babified

Day 60 I was in too much back pain to write and went to sleep.
Around 0200, I felt my first contraction while sleeping.  I did my best to keep sleeping and be vaguely aware of the frequency in which they came.  This became quite difficult when I was too tired to turn around and check out the clock and also remember when the last one had occurred.
Eventually, they were too frequent to enjoy sleep anymore.  I was fairly certain they were not B-H as it was a feeling I'd never felt before and was pretty intense.  The first one felt like a giant rubber band was snapped into my spine and the pain radiated around to my belly and pelvis.  They obviously became more frequent and subsequently, longer.
I got up and tried to poo, hoping that would make them stop. I walked. I drank water. I laid down.  Nothing seemed to effect the contractions, so I was certain they were the real deal... not to mention I was already a week overdue. I used my phone to time them and pushed the "lap" button every time I felt one coming.  They were between 5-6 minutes apart by 0400, so I debated calling Ty.  I didn't want to go to the hospital and have them tell me to go home, however I was overdue and would be admitted that night for induction, anyway, and I didn't want Ty waiting around longer than he needed.
I called him at 0502 and told him I probably wouldn't make to that night and to be ready.  He asked how far apart my contractions were and I let him know that I would keep monitoring them, shower, pack up, then wake my parents.  I didn't want to wake them before I was 100% sure.
By 0600 I was showered and fairly ready, but my contractions were 3-4 minutes apart.  I knew I had to wake my folks.  I hoped they were calm.
I went in and shook my dad's foot until he woke up.  My mom woke up when my dad did and I told them, "No reason to rush, but I think we should go to the hospital soonish." They got up and asked me everything I figured they would.  They didn't want to wake up and go to the hospital if it were just B-H. However I reminded them that I was overdue and would be admitted that night, regardless, not to mention I'd never felt pains like this before.  I did my best to use tactical breathing and breathe through them while my folks got ready to go.
Around 0645, I was starting to get anxious and wanted to get a move on, but my mom wasn't ready yet.  I had my dad hurry her along, so we could go. We left about 0700 and fought traffic all the way to the hospital.
I was admitted and taken to a room where I was checked and strapped to monitors.  I was barely 3cm. They gave me an IV and I got my laptop set up to talk to Ty.  He was on and we had a pretty good connection -- yay!
I continued through my contractions until I had one that sent my back into spasm.  I shrieked and sobbed because I couldn't lie down or move to make it stop.  My mom went to get a nurse, who gave me some meds through my IV to help and they lowered the bed to where I could lie down. They also started the Pitocin to help me dilate.
Very few hours later, they realized I was at 10cm and stopped the Pitocin.  They also decided it was time to push.  My parents left for the waiting room and the nurse, Morgan, came in to get me started. I pushed when she told me and Ty was left to watch and comment on how red my face got when I pushed. Thank, babe.  The epidural had made it to where I didn't feel any contractions until around the time I started pushing, even then I could only barely feel them.  My left leg worked fine enough, but my right leg was totally useless.  Morgan had to lift my leg and hand it to me to hold while pushing, then lower it for me when I could relax.  We pushed for an hour or so, then she called in the delivery team.
What seemed like 10 nurses came in the room.  I don't actually know, since my eyes were closed and I was focused on trying to focus (hard, I know) and I didn't care to open them. I pushed and was cheered on by the nurses and by Ty.  Eventually we were close and the delivery doc told a nurse to get a mirror so I could see, but I quickly blurted out, "No!!"  They all laughed and the doc made joke about me being sure I didn't want a mirror.  We continued and I pushed out her head and they told me to stop pushing while they removed the cord from her neck, then they had me give one more big push and they pulled her out.
Again, they told me to look and I shook my head and kept my eyes closed.  They put a towel on my belly/chest and plopped her down on top of me.  At this point, Ty could see her and seemed to be ecstatic.  I opened my eyes and notice how very close to my face she was and how warm she was.  However, since she was still all gunky, I didn't want to touch her or look too much, so I watched Tyler.
They spent another 20-30 minutes (or so it seemed) getting the "other stuff" out of me and asked me if I wanted to cut the cord -- I said no, obviously.  Then they sewed me up and took Eisley to get cleaned up.