My water broke at 4:30 Thursday morning, and remembering how fast Evie Jane came we headed straight to the hospital. Once there, we waited and waited, and walked the halls. All the nurses got to know us as we wandered around with my noisy IV pole. We went through one whole shift without any significant progress. That evening our first nurse was back for her next shift. My contractions were increasing, but not very quickly. So we walked some more. And I watched some "Downton Abbey". Contractions picked up a little more, but given the choice of Pitocin I went for it. It got those contractions going ,as I knew it would, and I also decided to go for the epidural thinking I could be hanging out in pain for who knows how long. Well, that was a good decision. I got it around 4:30 and was ready to push at 5:30, and at 6:21 she was born! We got to just hang out together and take in our beautiful new daughter. I was not expecting this labor to go so slowly. But she came in her time, and we are both doing great.
We loved the nurses at St. Joe's. They didn't push anything, and just let us do our thing: walking, sleeping, eating, no rushing the baby off to get weighed, etc. and taking great care of Elizabeth when she was in the nursery.
We got home Saturday morning and we are settling in well as a family of 5. The big girls love their newborn baby sister, and like to make sure she has her pacifier at all times. (she isn't really into the paci, though) As far as Lizzie goes, she is a great baby, and so far seems to be happy as long as she gets to eat when she wants, and she is even letting us get some sleep at night. I love her chubby cheeks and soft, downy head, and that newborn smell...
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