After the doctor broke my water around 5pm the contractions slowly started increasing intensity. At this point I had my Pitocin drip stopped (it had been going for a couple of hours at the lowest level because I had contractions going on my own). They were worried the contractions would get too strong before I had time to get an epidural.
Since I was still handling the contractions pretty well I thought I could keep on waiting ... fortunately I had the foresight to request the epidural to be done when the anesthesiologist was available and not to wait much longer. Unfortunately for me, it was a super busy night in the maternity ward and the anesthesiologist had been called into an emergency C-section. As I sat and waited my contractions progressively got more intense and I found myself in major discomfort and pain.
The anesthesiologist strolled in around 7:30pm and began the procedure of inserting my epidural. Let's just say he didn't do the best job and after 3 (painful) attempts he finally got the needle in. Spoiler alert, the epidural was the worst pain of the entire day of labor.
So once the epidural started working I found myself drifting away to sleep. I could still feel the contractions coming but they weren't as intense/painful. I napped for most of the next 2 hours until the doctor came back to check my progress. I was 9 cm dilated and almost ready to go by 10pm. The doctor said she would come back in 45 minutes unless I started to feel pressure "down there" in which case it would be time to rock 'n roll.
20 minutes later I started to get that feeling of pressure and told the nurse I think I was ready to go. Sure enough the doctor came back and told me that I would be pushing at least 3 times during each contraction. In less than 10 minutes I had 2-3 contractions and was able to push the baby out using more effort and energy than I thought was every humanly possible. It's crazy what the human body is capable of. It was even crazier to see what MY body was capable of. I was so proud of myself and how strong I had been.
Seeing the doctor pull the baby out sent me into hysterics. I was so unbelievably happy to see his squirmy little body.
At 10:39pm Anderson Patrick joined us. He was 21 inches long and weighed 6 pounds, 15 ounces.