Hi everyone! I've been meaning to get over here and post but that would involve putting the baby down (something that doesn't happen too often!!). Anyhow,
It's a BOY!
I posted on April 12 that I was in the hospital finally being induced. I went in on that Monday and was having some contractions on my own but nothing regular or productive. I had a dose of cytotec and by 7 pm was having regular contractions- every 2-4 minutes. They actually were never able to give me another dose of the cytotec because they won't give it if you're having more than three contractions every ten minutes and I was. I had back labor again and it was pretty awful- every single pain was in my back and because it was an induction and because I'd been having problems, I had to lay on my back with all the monitors on

Needless to say, not much resting happened Monday night into Tuesday.
Tuesday morning I got pitocin between 6 and 7 and things started to pick up even more and the pain was even worse. Baby kept being hard to find with the monitor so they decided to put an internal monitor on his scalp. To do that they would be breaking my water and I knew from experience once they did that that the pain would be that much more intense, so since I was already really uncomfortable I asked for the epidural ASAP after my water was broken (they wouldn't do it before because they weren't getting good reads on the baby and wanted to make sure everything was okay- same deal with the stadol). So the midwife came in, broke my water and attached the internal monitor. Baby was fine, just fidgety I guess.
The anesthesiologist came in and did the epidural- man was that wonderful! I could not feel anything at all and I loved it. Labor was good after that, I dozed off and on, talked to DH and my mom, the nurse and student nurse were in there joking around with us and looking at baby name books with us (we weren't positive on a name

). It was so much calmer and easygoing with the pain under control, which was really nice. I think I had the epi just before noon on Tuesday so I did labor for quite a while without it but it was soooo much better with it! LOL!
The afternoon went by and my MIL showed up to drop the kids off after school. At that point nothing was really happening, they kept increasing the pitocin and it was really just a waiting game. Around 4:55 the midwife came in and checked me- 5 cm and 90% effaced. She told me that she was upset about it but her shift was over. She had delivered one of my twins and had hoped to deliver this baby as well but her shift was over and we all figured I had a while to go at that point
Well, surprise surprise, the joke was on all of us! The new midwife came in to talk to me and say hi as she was coming on her shift. She asked how I was doing, what I was feeling, etc.... and I said feeling kind of queasy and starting to feel some pressure. She was like "Well, let's check you" and I was thinking to myself "Let's not!" because the other midwife just had checked. Well, good thing we did, I was totally ready.

She asked how long my pushing phase normally was and I said pretty quick and she literally ran out of the room to get changed into scrubs.
DH at this point was out in the family lounge with the kids doing their homework, so my mom ran out to get him for me and we had to make a quick decision- my mom not being there or the kids being there. We decided to try to have the kids stay so that my mom could be there. DH parked them on the pull out couch thing in the corner and told them not to move at all. I think they were in enough shock to listen, lol
At some point I started crying and freaking out, I was totally unprepared for things to happen that quickly and was just not dealing with it I guess. DH was awesome about it and was totally my rock.

I started pushing and the baby was out in just a few pushes, it didn't take long at all. Actually, it was scary how fast it all happened (I think that's why I freaked).
Baby was born at 5:26 pm, weighing in at 7 lbs, 4.5 oz and 20 inches long (remember half an hour earlier I was only 5 cm and 90%)
I don't know if anyone remembers, but we had chosen not to find out the gender. I know its not for everyone but for anyone on the fence about finding out, delivery surprise was so awesome. Instead of hearing about it from some ultrasound tech (no judgement, we did it that way with our other three), it was DH who told me and it was such a cool moment, really emotional and special. DH actually cried and I was a sobbing mess. I just couldn't believe it- at the end it went so fast but also I think that after my previous miscarriage there was this small part of me that never really accepted the pregnancy until the end when it was pretty certain we would actually get a baby out of the deal (I know this sounds nuts) so when I was sitting there holding a baby I kind of couldn't believe it.
After poring over the baby name book, in the end we went with a name we had been tossing around since close to the beginning- Soren Franklin (the middle name is after my grandfather). He is just so perfect and I am so in love with him. I rarely ever put him down which is why no update til now, but he is just so wonderful and I am trying to really enjoy him- he's such a little miracle.
I'll try to figure out how to post pics here, but for those on facebook, I do have some on my page there that DH put up for me