Little Miss Londyn

Londyn Marie Nielson, born at 3:40pm weighing 8lbs 10oz and 20 3/4in long! When we found out we were pregnant, it came as a shock. I had gone to NM to spend a weekend with my parents and realized while I was there we were expecting but knew I had to keep it a secret. I called Rob on the drive home and told him to prepare himself because I was pretty positive what was going on. After the ultrasound to confirm and give us a due date we realized we were due November 15, the Tuesday after finals were over. We were excited and so nervous! After moving to AZ and finding an OBGYN we started to form a plan. Wouldn't it be great if we could have Rob take his last final and then have the baby later that day? Ensuring for us the optimum amount of time for him to be home; he would start his 2 week break after finals and could then take over all I normally do and that sounded like a good amount of time for me to recover and adjust to life with a newborn. You might think we're crazy, and I think we partially are too, but once we had an idea we stuck with it. We talked with the dr about being induced that Friday and had his word that the baby would wait for Rob to take his final and come over to the hospital before it was born. (We decided not to find out the sex of the baby, so at this point it was still 'it'.) The morning of my appointment arrived, and true to all of my other pregnancies I hadn't progressed and the baby was comfortably hanging out in my belly, no signs indicating that she was coming in a few days. Even though I knew the plan I still cried. Something about being that HUGE and hormones flowing like crazy makes a girl think she'll be pregnant forever!
Friday morning
3am: I woke up to shower and make sure I was ready to go be induced at 4. Listened to a voicemail from the nurse saying no beds were available, but as per the Drs orders went in anyway!
4am: We got to the hospital and heard the dreaded news that I had been warned about, they couldn't induce us this morning because of a nurse shortage, go home and call back around 5:30 to see if they had found someone to come in. So many emotions exploded, but we went home and Rob studied some more for his final while I read and took a nap, determined that our plan was still going to work.
5:30 When I called back in to check with the nurse, we we're one of the lucky ones, they had found someone and asked us to be back at 6. So with a much better feeling in our hearts when hopped back in the car and took off.
6-7am:By the time we got checked in and into our room Rob had to go take his last final so I had some quiet time to think about what the day was going to be like. With shift change and everything going on in the hospital we didn't get my IV started until after 7, another blessing in keeping the process slow until Rob could be there. They started me on an antibiotic and some fluids and pitocin and we were on our way.
 8:30 Rob finished his tiny and the dr stopped by a little bit after that. Let me just say that he has been my favorite dr so far. He took the time to get to know me and remember things about us and helped me feel heard and important. Two big things for a pregnant lady. And he remembered Rob and the kids and things going on in their, mainly Rob's, lives. So he came in and checked me and broke my water. So painful and weird after feelings. I felt like I was peeing my pants the rest of the morning. But the good news was that I had progressed to a 2 almost a 3 and with Rob back we could have this baby. They asked me to rate the pain and then we'd go from there. I honestly wasn't in too much pain so I told them I'd be ok to wait for the epidural   I felt like I wanted that epideral and quick. The contractions were getting stronger and I was ready to not feel them.
10:30 the CRNA came in and here is where things got embarrassing. When you get an epidermal they have you sit on the edge of the bed with your feet hanging off one side and sitting very stil they have you roll up into a ball. So knowing I have to be completely still I do as instructed I roll to the edge of the bed have my legs dangling and the nurse hands me a pillow to help support me as I sit perfectly still. And then I feel it; oozing out of my body is a very warm, very fast flowing liquid. Hoping that it's going to all be picked up by the many towels I'm sitting on I try to warn the nurse about it. And then I felt a huge rush as I was bent over 'just a little farther' and the water started flowing down my leg forming a puddle on the ground. I said something to the effect of, I feel like there's a lot of stuff flowing out of me and it's going down my legs. The nurse quickly and about as calmly as possible stepped back and then we started laughing. (Mainly to keep from crying from embarrassment) And then another rush of fluid came and trying to look as natural as possible the nurse took another step back, all while trying to assure me this was something she sees everyday and that it was really not a big deal. So keep in mind that while this is happening I'm holding as humanly still as possible because if I move my epidural could go askew. My 'puddle' ended up being about 3ftX2ft and now I can say I know what it feels like 1. when your water breaks and 2. you pee your pants. So the CRNA finished the epidural and was on his way.
Then the waiting started. For the next few hours I tried to get some much needed rest and we just waited for the baby to come.
3:30 the nurse came in because I had startred to feel some pressure finally. She wanted to see where we were so she asked me to give a tiny push and see what happened. I agreed and pushed just a little and she said ok stop! No pushing! The baby is definitely ready let me get the dr and as calmly as possible went out to get the dr. But as soon as she was outside the door we heard her urgently asking someone to call Dr Folkstead immediately And then she returned to the room. There was a whirlwind of nurses and people jumping into action, getting all their stuff ready. We called my mom to let her know it was go time and to have her come down. And then Dr Folkstead was there and he asked if we we're ready to find out if this baby was a girl or a boy. We waited about .3 seconds for a contraction to start and 1 1/2 pushes later a baby was out! At first we all waited in anticipation to see if it was breathing, which it wailed and then I asked, well what is it? The Dr turned her over and showed me the bum area...it was a girl!! The tears started to flow and Rob cut the cord and they laid her on my chest. The amount of feelings and emotions that flood you at this point are out of control. Gratitude for this little miracle that has finally made; love: excitement for the future with an almost equal amount of nerves for the future and parenting her; all the feels came a flooding in. It was amazing!