Labor Story with Ashlin Rated PG-18 at least.

Monday I had my 38 week apt. with my doctor. I was 3 1/2 cm dilated and 75% effaced. I waited for a long time to be seen and I tried to do a little bit of Christmas shopping, and pick up some cheese (Our family can't live without milk or cheese.) so I was away from home for almost 3 hours. I made it home finally and got the kids some chicken nuggets before bed. We all were so exhausted. Paul and I were asleep by 8:30. At 11:00 I woke up having contractions that hurt. That was what happened last week, so I just tried to deal with it. When they kept coming, I started to time them. They were 7 or 8 minutes apart. I think I went to the bathroom 3 or 4 times. They started to get more painful so I woke Paul up. He fell asleep for a while. When I woke him again he said we should go to the hospital. I had to throw up after that, so we called Cody to come over and sleep with the kids since he was going to come over in the morning anyway for work. The contractions all of a sudden got really bad, so we decided we had to go right away. Our neighbor across the street came over to sleep while we took off. 12:20 am. I had 2 contractions that hurt real bad on the way. When we got out and started to walk in I fell over and threw up in the grass. Paul said, "Do you want me to carry you?" I just had to get over that contraction to walk, and then we made it up the elevator to the second floor. 12:35 am. I was crying, and had peed my pants throwing up. You would think going to the bathroom so much before would stop that. The nurses were asking me to lay on the bed to check me, but I was kneeling at the bed having another contraction, so I couldn't move and was screaming, and grunting. They finally got me to lay on the bed and took my basketball shorts and garments off. I was at a nine. All the nurses were getting all the delivery stuff out. The main nurse said she was going to give me an IV for petocin, but I told her, "No!" She seemed surprised, and said, "She's refusing an IV!" Some doctor on call came in and was waiting to deliver when my doctor came in. I was in a lot of pain, but the doctor was getting his gloves on when I was ready to push. Everyone was saying "Wait! The doctor needs his gloves on." but she was ready to come. 12:57 am, she was born. They put her on my tummy right after she was born. I didn't need stitches. The chord was wrapped over her shoulder and across her chest. 8 and 9 APGAR score. The doctor told the nurse to give me a petocin shot in my leg. She nursed perfectly 30 minutes after delivery. Everyone was commenting on her long eyelashes. She looked a lot like Shayden did; lots of dark hair, and the same nose. I was wide awake, and starving. I didn't have to ride in a wheelchair the whole time I was there. They let me walk to the Postpartum room pushing Ashlin, and I was able to sleep for a little. Miracle! I was ready to go home as soon as possible. Some guy came in saying I had to do blood work to see if I needed a rhogam shot. I told the guy I was A+, and that he didn't need to do it, but he just stumbled over his words saying he had to get it. Finally I gave in, but I should have told him no way. Ashlin's bilirubin came back with flying colors, and we were discharged that next morning. Paul did a great job holding my hand, and cheering me on. He did great the whole time even being tired and sick. Ashlin doesn't cry a lot, but when she does cry, it's an end-of-the-world type scream. She really is a good baby, and she's super cute.