I am recording this not because something traumatic, dramatic, or attention drawing happened. It was actually such a smooth delivery and recovery, I was shocked and relieved - and, oh, so grateful! I am recording all these details because I want to remember the little things about when my life was changed (again) for the better - and forever.

After an awesome epidural, a smooth night, my water was broken (though no water was actually seen. i'd had low fluid for the last six weeks or so.) a little before four o'clock am. I was four cm. Right around (a little after? let's just say time wasn't the first thing on my mind.) four o'clock, I knew huge change had been made. I was hesitant to call to be checked again, since it had only been a few minutes. But, I did, and was an eight. Before the resident left the room again, I was attempting not to push. Again, I didn't want to cry wolf and waited through a few contractions. By the time I gave in, I had to have Dustin push the call button.

I was checked again, and was complete and ready to meet our little lady.

I pushed five times (again, who's counting? i think dustin was. also, i only note this because it was significantly less than with the first girlfriend. like waaaay less.), they called the doctor, and I pushed two more times - and they put brand new, baby number two (7 lbs 14 oz and 19 inches long), straight onto my chest at 4:42 am on February 4, 2015.