Your Name/Screenname: Julia Tovar
Baby's Name: Isabelle Lilly
Gender: Girl
Date of Birth: 2-4-13
Original Due Date: 2-17-13
Weeks Pregnant: 38 weeks 1 days
Baby's Weight: 6lbs 6oz
Baby's Height: 17 1/2in
Story:
Sorry this is so late, I've been meaning to type this out.
I started having contractions at work on 1/31/13, they were pretty close together and where starting to get a little uncomfortable, I called the doc and went in, I was in active labor and already 3cm, however I was still 60% efaced so he told me to go home, walk, try to bring on the contractions and if things got painful to head to the hospital. Well that night nothing much more happened, we went to bed and around 7:30am I was starting to have them every 2-3 minutes, woke up my bf and told him we should start getting dressed because we may have to leave soon. I use the restroom and before I flushed I noticed my plug, I called my mom and thought for sure the baby was coming soon. She got on the next flight to Las Vegas. We took a couple hours to get to the hospital, the contractions were starting to slow down....sure enough they pretty much turned into a Braxton Hicks, no pain at all. The doctor said to go home again and bring them on, so of course everyone was happy to give us ideas on what to do to bring on the labor, sex was the constant. My dad ended up driving from Tucson to Vegas to meet my mom, as we waited and waited and waited, my doctor called to check on me and he was blown away that I still didnt have the baby. My mom had limited amount of time off and she didnt want to burn too many days so they decided to drive back home on Super Bowl Sunday, she said it was fast and easy to get on a flight so just keep her informed. Super Bowl Sunday I just didnt feel right, I was really tired all day and just felt slugish, I never did rest because we were so busy that day, we were at a friends house watching the game and by 6:30pm I couldnt keep my eyes open anymore so we headed home. I had fallen asleep on the couch and around 11:30pm I woke up and told my bf that I just wasnt comfortable and wanted to go to the bed (I always sleep on the couch so I kind of knew something was happening). At 12:35am I woke up to a wet feeling, my water broke....I rushed to the restroom, cleaned up and went back downstairs to let my bf know what happened. He was half asleep and kept asking me to lay down with him, I finally had to shake him and tell him it was time to go. The contractions started pretty fast after the water broke, we got to the hosptial around 1:45am, I wasnt in a lot of pain from them and was talking and joking with the nurses, so when she checked my she asked if I planned on being a rockstar, I was 7cm already. I called my mom, and of course being in the middle of thenight and no flights she begin to sob, she wasnt able to be there for the birth

things moved pretty quick to get me checked in and in a labor room, they had asked if I planned on getting an epidural, and I didnt, being my first and didnt know what to expect....everything happened really fast and as the doc came in to do the epidural I still wasnt in a lot of pain and already 8cm, I started second guessing if I wanted it or not, well....worst mistake I could have ever made, I have a bad back already and the first time he went in something happened and I could feel everything he was doing, it was so painful, he pulled out the needle, gave me more numbing medication and tried again, still extremely painful but I cried thru it, this was the only thing I wish I could take back, the pain was not worth it to me. Shortly after I was at 10cm and my cervix was finally ready so we started pushing. It did end up taking an hour to push her out, she was having trouble getting passed my pelvis and the doctor was ready to use the vacuum and I said oh hell no and pushed as hard as I could to get her out. Isabelle was born at 6:51am, my bf is a little weirded out by blood so I cut her cord, there was something quite amazing by doing that, it made me feel like a strong women, we made her, I carried her, I birthed her and cutting that cord was so impowering. She is now a month old and doing just amazing. It was a pleasure being on this board and now reading everyone's stories. Congratulations ladies!!