We went in to be induced on the 4th around 8 am. Got that going by 9 am. By noon I was dilated 4-5 cm and wanted the ol' epidural. Got that by 1 pm and felt pretty happy/good for a couple of hours. After a while though, the epidural completely numbed my legs and lower torso so much so that I couldn't move them. (I'm not sure if this happens with everyone though.) So what had started out as a good feeling of pain relief turned bad in that I couldn't get comfortable, and Andy really couldn't move me to do so.

I laid there until 11 pm and finally asked a nurse at what point can I basically demand a c-section. Carter hadn't moved down, and I stopped dilating at 5-6 cm. So, the nurse talked to the doctor on call, and we decided to go ahead with a c-section (not what I really wanted but I was also scared at the thought of having to lay there and wait and then have to push out the baby.) We were in the delivery room by 2 am (there was an emergency c-section that had to go before me.) Being there alone and not knowing what to expect was one of the scariest experiences of my life. All I can remember is laying there being pushed around and prepped for surgery with no one telling me what they were doing. And right before Andy came in wearing his scrubs, I remember thinking that I can't be having a baby; I was just a little girl myself.

But five-ten minutes later, Carter was out and crying his head off. I fell completely in love with him with those cries, before I had even seen his face. I think that I started to sob simply because it was all over (Well, mostly over, I still have to raise him for 18+ years :-).) Andy went off to check the baby out, and they got busy putting me back together. The rest is blurry; I remember the recovery room and finally getting to see and hold Carter, probably an hour and half after he was born. Later, I was whisked away to a room, and Carter had to go to the NICU for his low blood sugars. They kept me pretty well medicated, so the pain wasn't that bad. But it took 10 hours for me to see Carter again. We all pulled through; things didn't go how I wouldn't have wanted, but we're all good now.