Labor and Delivery....BE WARE..could be graphic for some readers!

6 am Friday morning we arrived at the hospital so I could be induced. I was 40 weeks and 5 days preganant and ready to have a child. I was excited and nervous. I went into the hospital knowing I was going to do it with out an epidural so I was trying to prepare myself mentally.

We were admitted and got settled into the delivery room. My first nurse ended up being someone I heard a lot about but never met. She was my friends fiance. She was only my nurse for the first hour but it was nice to start the day off with a somewhat familiar face. My next nurse was Sherri. She was very nice and informative. She had me go through some practice runs for the actual pushing part of labor. At 7 am they start me on patocin. Scott and I sat watching the monitors with his heart beat and my contractions. At this point I had a smile on my face and was giggling. The nurse kept asking me, "ok you're having a contraction now, are you feeling these ones?" I felt them but nothing I hadn't felt before. She then said, "I will wait to ask you when you aren't giggling anymore!" At 10 am my doctor came in and checked me and I was a 2. She then broke my water for me and left. Around 12 I started to have to breath through my contractions but I was still up and down and feeling ok. I wasn't quite smiling anymore but still texting people and talking to Scotty. I would say around 4 is when I really started to have bad contractions. At that time I decided to get in the tub. That was great! After I got out my contractions felt worse because of how great it felt to be in the tub. Unfortunately I could only be in the tub for 30 min. because they had to keep me on the monitor. Around 5 my doctor checked me and I was at a 6. She was very impressed. I wasn't. I wanted to be at a 10 and pushing. At this time I started to feel more little urges to bare down. At that point I decided to ask for some IV pain meds. She gave it to me and it made me loopy and sleepy. I imagined that the medicine would take all my pain away for a while but it just took the edge off for about 30 min. Just enough to relax. At around 6 pm I started to feel the urge to push. The pain of these contractions got to the point that I almost wanted to cry. The nurse came in and I told her how I was feeling and she said she would call the doctor to check me. The doctor was supposed tp be back in 30 min but the nurse said if it got too unbearable to let her know. About 20 min later I called her back in and told her my contractions were constant. She finally decided to check me and I was at a 10, 100% effaced and she could feel his head. The doctor told the nurse that we could start with little pushes until she could make it in the room. The Dr. had 3 other ladies in labor at the same time so she was quite busy. I started to push around 6:50 with the nurse. Right in the middle of it all was shift change so I met a new nurse at quite a weird time. I really liked this nurse though. She was young and sooo helpful. Around 7:45 my doctor came to help me through pushing. She was so great. She took her shoes off and sat at the end of the bed with her feet up. It was nice not being in stirrups and having a doctor down there watching. She was up close and personal. Scott was great holding my leg and wiping my face down with a cool wash cloth and then fanning me with some random paper thing he found in the room. I wasn't one to have Scott rub my back all day. I just felt like laboring by myself but I was so grateful to have him right there with me during the really important part. During the middle of pushing my doctor wheeled something over to the end of my bed. I didn't know what it was until she flipped it around, a MIRROR! I was a little freaked out about this but in the end I am so glad I watched it all. I could see the progress I was making by seeing his head move and it made me push harder and longer. At this time I asked the doctor if any of the pushes I was doing could be the one that would make his head just pops out. She made a face like not really but she did say that she was pretty sure I would have a child by 8:30. I quickly was looking around the room to see the time, it was 8:05ish. The nurse laughed at me cause she new I was holding my doctor to her word. Around 8:20 I looked at the clock again and thought, "ok this is it. I will have a baby in the next 10 min." I really gave it all I had and at 8:28 Mr. Logan Radley Nichols was born. I was in shock! I couldn't believe that something so beautiful and large was inside me.

He didn't cry right away. They had to suction out his mouth for a min. and then Scott cut the cord. They wiped him off and gave him to me for about 30 sec and then took him to really suction his mouth out and get him a little cleaner. That was about 2 min and then they came to hand him to me but I told him to give him to his dad. While he was getting cleaned off I looked over at Scotty and saw him with his head down pondering the moment. As he looked up at me we both had tears in our eyes and a smile on our face. I love Soctty so much and am SO grateful that he truly is the father of my child.

I can't even describe in words how much I love my son and also how much more I love my husband. It is amazing to think that Heavenly Father loves each person in this world even more than I love Logan and that blows my mind away. Being a mom is the greatest things I have experienced in my life and it has only been 5 days since he came into our life. We both could sit and watch him for hours. Every face he makes me smile. I get teary eyed through out the day just thinking that he is mine and that I get ot keep him FOREVER!!!