7pm Finally the epidural is in.
7:30pm Mum and Angie go to get something to eat cos the point of the epi is so that i can rest and hopefuly sleep cos they say im only 6cm. I cant rest though because almost straight away i feel this horrid pressure and feel like im gonna retch. it was terrible. It was the pressure of the second stage but i didn't know it at the time. I tried to tell the midwife but she said it wasn't possible. Meanwhile i was gagging and saying YES IT IS POSSIBLE. Eventually she agreed to reexamine me to shut me up and told me i was at least 9cm and not to push. I sent her off to find mum + Angie and she came back and said the cafeteria was closed and they had no idea where they were! I was convinced that I'd give birth alone.
I figured they had to be in the hospital and they wouldn't have their mobile phones switched on but eventually the midwives called to check and they answered! They were across the road at the pub eating nachos! They ran over and left their food practically untouched.
8:30pm They get back to the room, by this time i am screaming and grunting (very unbecoming). It was horrid. They kept telling me not to push and it was virtually impossible. It was so hard. I started pushing and thought it would never end.
Because the midwives said i was only 6cm for so long, they had to page my doctor to come immediately and she nearly didn't make it! But she got there. I hated pushing. Some say its a relief but I HATED IT. I kept saying to my doctor to just 'pull him out' every time he crowned and i couldn't understand why she wouldn't.
9:34pm Rory Douglas Stanley was born.
It burned so much when he came out but after it was insant relief. Then i saw him and burst into tears. I was crying so much. So was my mum. Angie was running around taking photos on every side. While i was watching my gorgeous baby Dr Julie was taking out my placenta. Luckily i had NO STITCHES and no episiotomy. I was heaps swollen though.
*IT WAS ALL WORTH IT!*
