ooh, can I put my birth story here too? yours sounds really positive dairy, apart from the 3 days of contractions bit...
I ended up induced on the monday evening (40+6) for 'social' (i.e. childcare) reasons and due to her predicted size (was meant to be induced tuesday morning anyway, so it wasn't that early!), so had gel at 7pm, then was left for the night! DH was sent home to sleep for the last time too :o
contractions started at about 2am, needed paracetamol by about 3.30, TENS machine by 5, and was asking for any drugs available by 6, as the TENS was useless by then. DH called back in at 6am, me up to delivery unit for the epidural (yay!) - turns out they listen to you 2nd time round when you ask for pain relief! epidural was in by 7am, and was 4-5cm, so started well. then the epidural decided only to numb my legs and part of my pelvis...
so i was breathing through contractions, as epidural had taken the edge off, but by no means numbed me. by about 10am, i needed gas and air too, then we were told we were being moved to a different room as the delivery unit was having its entanox supply cut off for an hour (
). so moved to clinical unit instead and got my gas and air. Gas and air was good - didn't make me throw up this time, yay! had some amusing moments, as i kept falling asleep between contractions, but a few times I came to just before the contraction and yelled at DH - things such as 'OH FUCK, I HAVEN'T PAID THE COUNCIL TAX!' and 'oh, who won the football yesterday?' and 'my face is all spiders it's running away' before bursting into tears then grabbing the mouthpiece for more G+A.
by 2, midwife thought i was nearly ready, so broke my waters, then 2.40, started me pushing. this is where it went tits up - i pushed for an hour, and no sign of baby - she would come a little bit out then back in with each push. consultant was called, and the heartbeat was dropping worryingly, so I was whipped into theatre for a forceps or c-section delivery. epidural was all but useless by this point so I was crying, sooking on gas and air like a woman possessed, and having to sign consent forms between contractions, with my legs akimbo. dignified... I think by this stage I had had internal exams from 10 different women since arriving in the hospital, so when they put a sheet over my legs to take me to theatre, I was yelling 'what's the fucking point, just get me to theatre!'
in theatre, they removed the epidural and gas and air from me so i was howling through contractions, when not crying 'just knock me out and get baby out!'. vomited everywhere just to add a little extra to the atmosphere of calm... then got a spinal which was amazing, and stopped screaming
surgeon did quick examination, declared em was back to back and possibly shoulder dystocia case, so she was going to use rotational forceps to get her out. 5 minutes later, baby emerged with cord round her neck (no shoulder dystocia, luckily), and was taken to be resuscitated whilst we looked on horrified. luckily, all was ok, and em was wrapped up for DH to hold her. I was shaking so much I couldn't hold her for an hour, but just kept crying whilst she took everything in! she was brought over for me to see and I snorted all over her, bizarrely :o got to hold her finally, and she fed beautifully for 40 minutes. oh, and as I didn't change her nappy for the first 24 hours, I didn't believe she was a girl, as she is the double of DS at birth. And I didn't feel the same rush of love for her as I did DS at birth, but am besotted with her now :)
and I am so not having another baby :o