But on to my story. My due date was March 11th, and about two weeks before then I began having contractions. They would be moderate and when I would time them they would be every 2-3 minutes apart. Well as soon as we would load up and go, and I got there and got hooked up to all the monitors, they would either fizzle out or he was moving too much for them to tell what was going on! But I know they were harder and much different than my first child Taylor. I had them with her in my abdominal and back area, and with Hunter they all occurred down below the panty line. It hurt down there horribly. Well we went to the hospital with false alarms, a total of 5 times. Including the night they finally admitted me. The night that I was admitted was March 8th. I had been contracting all day. The next day on march 9th, I was scheduled to be induced. But that didn't get to happen. When my husband got home, we headed to the hospital. Again he was moving so much that they couldn't tell anything, but could tell that I was having them but couldn't tell if they were in a pattern, and I was only dilated to about two. So they sent me home. Well I'm still in pain, horrible pain, and I'd been sick to my stomach, and had diarrhea, but knew I should eat, just incase, of what come tomorrow, so I ate supper with my husband. Deer steak and green beans, and macaroni. Well I began hurting even worse. And it got worse, so bad I couldn't walk It hurt, and I began balling my yes out! I went to lay in bed and he came in there wit hme, and then I passed out. Well he woke me, and about ten minutes later I passed out again. By now he is loading up everything and is on the phone with the nurse at the hospital. She says bring her now!!! She was the same nurse that had seen me that evening. So we went up there and she called Dr. McCoy my obgyn, and he said to keep me. So they put me on the monitors and finally they could tell I was in a great pattern. Well I couldn't sleep at all, because of the pain, and she couldn't give me anything until Dr. McCoy came in the next morning, or until I progressed more. So when the shift changed at 3 am, I was still awake, and hadn't passed out anymore. So the nurse that came on duty said lets go walking. It was just me in the whole hospital wing of OB, so we walked around for awhile, and boy they started coming hard, where I was having to breathe through them, and I got back into bed at 4:30. She checked me and I was at 4. But still my cervix was very thick. She called my dr. once more and he told her to get all my papers ready, and to start meds. By 6 I was thinning out but not dilating. Well I received my epidural at 7, and then my nurse left, and I got another one. The epidural wasn't making that pain go away as well as the last time. Dr. McCoy came in at 8 and broke my water, and I was even thinner, but when they broke my water, his heart rate went down to 60, then even lower. So they put oxygen on me to help him and he bounced right back. Well at nine I was to 5, and about 75 percent effaced, from the 50 when I came IN. So was tickled, but they started me on aslow drip because my great contraction pattern began to fade, so they gave me ever little to help.
By about 11 I was still at 5 but was feeling that pain again. The nurse told me it was pressure, I told her that I felt they were contractions. Because it was hurting only down there, and it was hurting bad!! Well by 11:30 I was in tears with pain. Horrible pain! I never in my life. Well she then beleive me finally and they call the anthesist to come back and try some more epidural. Well it wasn't working, and with the pain and my hard breathing it was stressing out the baby again. So they ere trying to keep me focused and I was trying hard to stay focused. The whole time, my husband was there holding my hand. I was crying, and both he and the ob tech were trying to comfort me, well she checked me and I was 90 effaced, and at 6 so I was definitely making progress. At about 12 Dr. McCoy came in and I was still hurting horribly, and nothing was working. So he waited around thinking it was going to happen soon. And about 12;30 I told the ob tech that I thought I had to push it was still hurting and the epidural guy was puzzled because he said he had given me what a c-section patient receives, and my epidural was in right. So the nurse came in and checked me, and I was at 10 and complete, in that short of time. So by the time this had transpired about 15-20 minutes passed well I began pushing at about 5 till one o'clock. And my epidural had now kicked in and I couldn't feel anything at all! Nothing, so I didn't feel like I was making progress. at all. I pushed and pushed and pushed, and finally Dr. McCoy assisted me and Hunter with the vacuum, and at 1:34 pm on March 9 the he was born. All that strife, and everything I had went through were all made worth it. Every bit of that pain was worth that angelic face with the dark midnight blue eyes that he still has. I love him so much and so does his daddy and big sissy. Daddy can't wait for him to become a hunter and fisherman. Hence his name Hunter. And I was overjoyed that it was over finally. The nurses told us to guess his weight, and daddy said 9'2, and I said 8'8 and that is what he weighed. He was 8'8 and 20 and a quarter long, now at 2 months he is 13 and about 25 long already. I can't believe how fast they grow! It makes me sad!! He is a grat baby always been on a schedule and has slept all night since 3 weeks old.