the difference a year makes...

This was my day last year on May 14, 2009:

6:50 a.m. Finally succumb to the nerves that have been forbidding me to sleep and get out of bed.

7:37 a.m. Arrive at the hospital to push a small male child out of my body.

7:45 a.m. Follow a nurse down the hall to the room where the magic/horror happens. realize that i have walked this same hall, feeling this same feeling 4 times now, and knowing today, that this is the last time I will walk down this hallway feeling this way.

8:00 a.m. Receive the rundown from my nurse. Throw a look at Brian after she leaves. Laugh that Brian knows that this look means, "I am so glad we got a good nurse this time and that she isn't like the obnoxious nurse with the obnoxious accent we had 9 years previous with Jonas.

8:30 a.m. Get all hooked up on pitocin and have the pleasure of having my water broken. Realize how much I DON'T love that feeling.

9:00 a.m. Watch the nurse anxiously/gratefully as she ups the dose of pitocin. Realize that I really am in fact pushing a human out today whether I want to or not.

9:30 a.m. Get visited by bri. talk to her about the last two times she has visited me in this same position, while the husband updates family on facebook.

10:00 a.m. Feel the pain for real now. Smile and wince as the nurse ups the pitocin dose.

10:30 a.m. Ouch.

10:45 a.m. I mean seriously, OUCH.

11:00 a.m. No, I am not kidding ... O.U.C.H.

11:09 a.m. Can we stop now? I was just kidding, I really don't want to do this. I would really just like to go home now.

[the next 2 hours were undocumented and subsequently lost in the sea of pain that is labor]

1:11 p.m. Welcome Mr. Anesthesiologist in the room.

1:27 p.m. Smile and smile some more.

1:30 p.m. Remember that epidurals make me nauseous right before I puke.

2:15 p.m. Itchy. Really really itchy. But really really comfortable and happy.

2:40 p.m. Time to push!

3:15 p.m. Is it hot in here or is it just me? I mean, I am aware that I am doing some hard work here, but seriously, can I get a fan?

3:32 p.m. Have a sinking suspicion that this child is large.

3:35 p.m. Push this perfect, and yes very large creature out into the world:



And now we all get to enjoy him.



Over.



And over.



And over again.



So that was a pretty good day.