I think around 5 or 6 pm I went to the hospital November 24, 2008. My doctor wanted to induce because of gestational diabetes and did not want to take the risk of anything going bad.Well, because I had been 1 cm dilated since week 35, they wanted me to come in a day early. They used cervadil to soften my cervix, it hurt more than it should of when they inserted it inside. Then when they inserted the I.V that hurt like hell. It was the first time I've ever had an I.V inserted.

Jeff and I still did not have a name for the baby. So when my parents asked him, Jeff surprised me when he said that he wanted to name our son Aidan. At first I wasn't so sure, but finally gave in. For months I was trying to get him to pick out a name and glad he did. I can't see my son being named anything else except Aidan.

Well, I don't remember what time it was, but that night I was getting heavy cramps that were menstrual like, but worse. I begged for an epidural, but was told I would get one the next day. I thought perhaps in the morning. They put me on some medication that would for a short while help with my pain. I felt "drunk", I mean I started talking funny, they told me to just lie my head down and sleep because it will make me feel drowsy. The nurses also said not to get up on my own. Well, I remember talking to Jeff and him telling me to get some sleep and then I got on my cell and began "drunk dialing" my mother. My mother didn't answer, but sister did, it was probably around 2 AM. Lol I remember Jeff telling me to get off and that they were sleeping. And then the fun part was seeing things that weren't there. I have no clue what medication they used, but hope I'm never on it again.

Throughout the night they had to keep coming in and put the fetal monitor on me because Aidan would kick them off. It was annoying for awhile, but got used to it. I remember every time I would sleep I'd wake up crying because of the pain and beg for medication.

(November25th) Finally when it was morning I begged for a epidural, but they said that I needed to feel what contractions were to help during the actual pushing process. I remember crying to my mother because two nurses told me I wasn't getting an epidural to help ease the pain. The pain was just getting worse, the only thing that helped was the breathing techniques.

I remember this one nurse told I wasn't getting an epidural at all, and being a complete bitch about it. And then not long after that the other nurse said I was and she was going to get the person who performs the epidurals to come in. Well, when the lady performed the epidural the first time I was more numb on one side than the other. Well,after she left, I kept getting extremely severe pain like as if I had to go take a #2 in the bathroom really bad except times a billion. I was begging for help at that point I didn't know what was going on. It turned out I was numb one side, but could feel absolute everything on the other. When the woman re-did the epidural I was completely fine, no more pain or anything. It seemed just minutes after that, the nurse said it was a good thing they did because my contractions were getting more severe according to the monitor. Well, Jeff had left the room for awhile to get something to eat. My mom was in the room and we heard water trickling, I mean we didn't know if they did the catheder wrong or what, but when we got a nurse, she said my waters had broken. I called Jeff and told him about it, so he came back. We knew it was going to that day we'd finally have our son.

After visitors had left, I remember being told I was 4cm and only in a matter of a couple hours I remember waking up and the nurses saying I was 10 cm. Jeff was still asleep and woke him up telling him I was 10 cm dilated. It was only a matter of time before Aidan would be born. We called our family to come up there. Our families visited us just briefly before my doctor came back. It was only Jeff and my mom in the room. I had vomitted a couple times before my doctor came in. Jeff got a wash cloth to put over my head and my mom was there for support. I remember the pushing was still a bit painful even with the epidural. I think it was the pressure. I couldn't stand it when my doctor or anyone said "just one more push" because I knew it wasn't. I just wanted it to be all over. However, finally when I pushed Aidan out, it was all blur. Jeff cut Aidan's umbilical cord and he was placed in my arms. I'm not the emotional type and just had tears rolling down my face, I was amazed to see him and hear him crying. Then they cleaned him up and told me he had a temp of 101.1. I also had a temperature as well. It was only a matter of hours our temperatures went back down and we were able to re-united again. I felt help-less like a child, I never took care of a newborn and was very nervous. I remember that night was my first time changing a diaper. Its odd to think I'm a pro at it now. You just go along with instinct and get better with time. Thats how I see it.