Here is the birth story for anyone interested :)
My due date was Sunday Aug. 26th. I originally wanted to just wait it out and hopefully go into labor on my own. Being induced wasn't something I wanted to do just because I knew it would most likely end up being an all day thing- not really what I wanted. However, my mom called me the Monday before and said that she was going to be here the next Monday the 27th. So I decided that I should probably be induced so that I don't go past my due date and I would have a baby here for my mom to help with. I made the call that day and the induction was scheduled for Friday the 24th.
That entire week I did everything I could think of to bring on labor, but no such luck. I did have some pretty strong contractions Monday and Tuesday in the middle of the night for exactly two hours, but then they would go away. I was bugged, it totally got my hopes up.
Friday morning rolls around and we head to the hospital at 6:00 AM. Rand dropped me off to get signed in and then he went and dropped off Avery at Brock and Katy's house (my cousins). I wasn't worried about her at all, I knew she would have a blast playing with Whitney all day. Anyway...I headed to OB and got settled in. This time they put my IV in my forearm- which I like sooo much better than the hand. They did my hands with Avery, blew my veins multiple times, and it was extremely uncomfortable to move with it. However the first IV they placed this time was a little uncomfortable, but I figured that is how it is supposed to feel. The nurse must have seen me looking at it a lot or something, so she asked me if it needed to be repositioned or redone. After several minutes I decided that I hated how it felt and had them redo it. The second one was awesome and it didn't bug me at all, I didn't even bruise with it. The first arm they did it in has a massive bruise. My Dr. finally came at about 8:00 AM to check me, and I was still at a 2 and only 50% effaced (no change in two weeks...). They decided to use Cytotec and then check me again in four hours. She warned me that she had a busy day at the office and might get back to check on me a little late. So I layed there for a few hours and watched tv...and ate the food they offered me. Played on my phone. Rand took multiple naps. I'm not sure when I started feeling slight contractions, but sometime shortly after the pill was placed I started having them. My nurse recommended I walk around before the Dr. came back to hopefully get things moving. While walking the halls I was starting to have decent contractions, but still nothing that was very painful. My Dr. finally made it back about 1:00 PM and I had dilated to a 3 and was about 80% effaced. She was happy with the progress and recommended we break my water. I had a feeling that once my water breaks, it will go pretty quick. I started getting strong contractions the second she broke my water- yay! Still nothing I couldn't handle, but pretty painful. My nurse kept asking me if I needed any pain meds in my IV, but I didn't. At 3:00 PM they started pumping me with fluids and they called for the epidural. Dr. Crook (an awesome guy in our ward) came 30 minutes later. Contractions were strong but nothing compared to what I felt with Avery by the time I got my epidural. The contractions were still about 3-5 minutes apart. Dr. Crook was talking and explaining everything to me while he stuck my back. I wasn't nervous at all and it didn't hurt at all other than 5 seconds of stinging. 3 minutes later I was starting to feel awesome-- Bless you epidurals! Dr. Crook stayed and chatted with us for another 30 minutes before he had to leave. I had forgotten that epidurals make me really warm... and itch... and sleepy. In fact I was starting to feel like I couldn't talk, it made me very lethargic. Totally weird, but I loved it. Rand and I sat there for another 2 hours and I dozed off and on. My nurse checked me about 5:30 and said I was very close. She called my Dr. to let her know it would be soon. At that time I didn't care when it happened... I felt great! When she did get there, she told me that there was another baby next door that was struggling and she needed to help them first. So we waited a few more minutes and then it was time to push. I pushed through about four contractions and he was out! The nurses and Dr. watched him closely for several minutes- he was pretty quiet and didn't cry much, it took him a minute to get cleared out. His sats were a little bit low but were getting better, so my nurse recommended we do skin to skin and he perked right up. He weighed 7 lbs 6 oz and is 20 inches long. I couldn't tell who he looked like at all...still can't. But he is perfect.
So even though it was a very long day, I can't complain. I had a great nurse, I didn't barf this time (yay!), I wasn't in much pain for very long... and once it got going, it was pretty quick. Beckett and I stayed over Friday night, then Saturday we talked to the nurses and the Dr., and were able to leave Saturday night.
Hold on, here are a ton of pics...
Here is a video of Avery meeting Beckett for the first time...