At about 12:30, I had had almost 8 contractions and told Mike we need to call the Dr. Mike was all laid back and was like why don't you try laying down and resting some. He didn't think this was the real thing what so ever, thought I possibly had food poisioning. 5 minutes later I looked at him and said "No we need to call the Dr NOW!" I took matters into my own hands and called the OB, through contractions, who of course told me to go to L&D. Mike was gonna have me take a shower and get one himself but by this time contractions were pretty intense that I couldn't walk through them and I had to breath through them.
So we quickly piled into the car and drove 5 minutes to the hospital. At this point I was grabbing his hand during every contraction and breathing through them as best as I could. We arrived at the hospital around 1:15 and they got us hooked up and sure enough it was the real thing (DUH HONEY!). I was already 4 cm. The nurse starts telling Mike that usually first time Mommy's progress 1 cm an hour and blah blah blah. Well around 2ish (I think) I became very uncomfortable, I was squeezing Mike's hand so hard that twice he said to me "Jess, I need my hands, please don't squeeze so hard" and at that point I asked for my epidural. They already had fluids pouring into me and my OB asked the nurse to check me again. I was 6 cm and my membranes were bulging so much she said I may be dilated more but she couldn't tell. So much for 1 cm an hour.

The anesthelogist was excellent. I barely felt anything. I felt the initial pinch, a little burn and cold when he started the meds. Almost immediately my left side went numb. My right side took a little longer but 2 contractions later all I felt was a menstrual cramp on my right lower side. It was amazing the instant relief. I was finally able to be myself and joke around with Mike, my parents, and my nurse. I have to say I had the best nurse ever who walked me through everything!!!
Around 3:30 Dr. Hank came in again to break my water and announced that I was fully dilated!! Mike and I were like "WHAT!?" I asked to labor down for a little bit since I was comfortable and tried to take a nap. Around 4:50 we started pushing. The first hour of pushing was a piece of cake. The 2nd hour was way more intense and I never imagined feeling all that pressure down there. Ouchy!
Mike and my mom held my legs and the nurse coached me through every contraction, taking a deep breath in and pushing for 10 secs, 3-4 times through every contraction. By the 2nd hour I could feel them coming on because it felt like someone was grabbing my right ass check and squeezing so hard, sometimes it felt like sciatica during my later weeks of pregnancy.
I remember at one point them suggesting a vaccum but I said no unless I really needed it. Right before my last push I said something to the effect of "ok I can't take much more I may need some help" meaning the vaccum. My last push was crazy. I think I pushed for a minute straight with 1 or 2 breaths. I could feel Landon's head coming out and as it did I stopped pushing I was so tired and everyone was like "NO NO NO KEEP PUSHING!" So I did one more time and the rest of him came out along with a nice big gush. It was such a relief! He cried and cried and they put him on my chest. However, I felt so sick from pushing that hard that I really didn't want much to do with him so they wisked him off to check him out.
My mom went with Landon while Mike stayed with me. (What a great hubby I have!) He watched the entire thing even though he said he didn't want to watch the head come out. haha So the first thing I asked was "I tore, didn't I?" and Dr. Hank and Mike had this expression on their faces that I knew I tore pretty good. Mike told me that his head came out and I had about 1 cm of a tear and when his shoulders popped out I just ripped open. I have a partial 3rd degree tear.








