Labor and Delivery. What's to say? I legit had a panic attack about a week before I was due to be induced. It was time for Baby Hurt to leave my body and I was less than thrilled with my two options. There had to be another way, right? My husband thought I was joking when I verbalized my question to him one night so he made the mistake of laughing at me. *Cough Cough* He won't make that mistake again.
We knew going into it that it was most likely going to end up in a c-section, but I'll be damned if I wasn't going to give it a shot. I have been known to be a little stubborn. Here are my thoughts on labor. Forget the contractions, the fear of the unknown, the epidural, the lack of privacy...I was THIRSTY damn it. I don't know if it was the reaction to the epidural (which I enjoyed so much that I got 2 of them - no joke) or anxiety, but I had the worst case of cottonmouth known to man. My only solace was a portion controlled spoonful of ice chips monitored very harshly by my husband. Luckily, my sister doesn't like being told what to do so she'd sneak me a couple of extra spoonfuls when he was distracted. It wasn't enough. I was dying.
Exhibit A: Epidural Working
Exhibit B: Epidural Not Working
you did a great job being pregnant! and you are doing a BETTER job being a momma. love, you know who you are
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