Amaia's Birth Day

This post is a little over due, but then again so was Amaia :)  I am very, very thankful to say that Amaia's birth story is fairly uneventful, but I still want to remember the details, so here we go....
My due date was Thursday, February 10th, and by the time my due date had passed my doctors suggested that we induce labor.  I was really hoping to have her naturally if possible, so I asked that we wait a little longer before inducing.  I ended up going into labor naturally just one day after they had wanted to induce me!  So our story really starts on Friday, February 18th. Every day this week I woke up disappointed that I had not gone into labor the night before and my efforts of trying to induce labor myself were in full force.  I ate spicy foods, I ate eggplant and went on a walk every day after work, but nothing seemed to work.  On Friday I worked all day, but I was feeling a little different.  I had a pain in my back and lower abdomen than I hadn't experienced before.  I thought it could be the start of labor, but I also thought maybe my jeans were just getting to tight and I basically just didn't want to get my hopes up.  After work I went on a another walk and decided to stay in for the night since I wasn't feeling the greatest.  I had always heard that when you are in labor you will just know....but I didn't know until I was checked into the hospital.  I even talked to Adam on the phone and told him that I wasn't sure what was going on and he didn't need to come home, but he did anyways - good thing he didn't listen to me :)  Shortly after my walk the pain started getting to the point where I had to stand up or get in different positions to work through it.   I started recording my contractions....Adam grilled us a steak and brought home ice cream...and I got onto all fours every 5 minutes or so to work through a contraction.  It seems silly to me now, but I still wasn't sure if I was in labor or not.  Around 10pm Adam called the hospital to explain to them what I was experiencing and they told us to come on down.  The drive to the hospital was the worst! And I was so worried that we were going to get there and they were going to tell me that I was big wimp and that I needed to go home and work through this on my own for awhile longer. We got checked in and I was so excited to learn that I was already dilated between 6 and 7 cm and we were going to having a baby tonight.

So excited to be having a baby tonight!!  

Adam and I got our music set up in the room and we walked the hallways and talked, during contractions he reminded me to breathe and rubbed my back or hugged me, he basically did whatever I wanted at the time....he was a rockstar.  The nurses were very impressed with my breathing techniques.  Our nurse even said that she thought that I should teach classes - ha!  We thought this was pretty funny considering that we spent about 20 minutes on breathing in one of our labor classes.  I went from 7 cm to 9 cm pretty quickly, but then my whole body began shaking, which is apparently normal.  The bad part about this is that the nurse then wanted me to stay in bed and my progress stalled.  I ended up having a little pitocin at this point to get my contractions going again and to be honest from this point on everything is a a blur to me...mostly because I was in a lot more pain from this point on.   I know that the doctor came in a broke my water and Adam tells me that I pushed for about 2 hours.  To me, pushing was the hardest part, it seemed like it would never be over, but Amaia made her appearance at 5:43am.  I predicted that Adam would cry when she was born, but I was the one who cried.  They put her on my chest and it was a overwhelming and emotional and wonderful moment...I finally got to meet and see my little girl.  I'm sure every mom thinks this, but she was so much more beautiful that I even anticipated.
I, however don't look super beautiful in this picture, but I had a busy night :)