First of all, my whole pregnancy with Aubrey was different from my first. I was sick with her, I gained significantly less weight, I carried her differently, and my body reacted differently because it had been through this before. I wasn't disappointed with a lack of differences when labor came either.
When Owen came into the world, my water broke in the doctor's office, they wheeled me over, I got my epidural, and everything progressed from there. He was also a week early, something I was hoping for the second time around as well.
But little girl had plans of her own. Not really having any contractions or labor pains until after my water broke with O, I was nervous about knowing if I was in labor or not based on contractions in the event that my water did not break on its own (and it didn't).
The two weeks leading up to her birth, I had Braxton Hicks contractions ALL THE TIME! I was constantly timing, and sometimes I thought I was getting ready to head to the hospital, only to have the contractions subside.
However, around 1AM on March 6, I was awakened by a feeling I hadn't felt just yet and I KNEW it was a real contraction. I started the timer on my nightstand, and by 4AM, it was time to get up and get ready.
By 5:30AM, we were checking in at the hospital, and by 6:30AM, I was at 6cm and getting my epidural! The meds worked great (much better than the first time) and I progressed quickly. About 10:30, the nurse came in and said I was at 10cm, but suggested waiting another half hour to start pushing so that little girl might come a little faster.
I officially started pushing at 11:06, and after the pushes from the first contraction, the nurse told me to stop until the Doctor could come in. It seemed like it took forever for the doctor to get there, but when she did, I pushed twice and she was born at 11:22AM!
We had many loved ones and friends come to visit, and we are so blessed with the love and support of all our friends and family.
Owen meeting his little sister for the first time was also an amazing moment in our lives. He loves his little sister so much - from the first moment he met her.
I love my family of four!