I think my nurse (and all the nurses) was amazing, my doctor was good but surprised me by being VERY different than she was in the office. I labored to 5 cm at home, then to seven cm in the tub, then was begging for the epidural by 8 cm. So, not as I had planned things, but I'm still pretty much at peace with how things went. Its easy to forgive other people for things but I'm kind of having trouble forgiving myself for getting the epidural, but at the time I was pretty freakin happy about my decision. Somehow I ended up with about 12 people in my room, nurses and student nurses and who knows who else was in there, as I was pushing, everyone coaching me- it was surreal. The mirror totally helped me focus and get baby out once I could see his sweet little head, unfortunately it also distracted and somewhat upset me when I pooped on the table. Overall despite all the stuff that did not go as planned, it was a healing experience and each choice was my own, not someone else's, so I got back some of my power.
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5/20/09 at 10:11pm