He finally arrived!

Baby Logan is finally here! On May 30th, I noticed my contractions were much more painful than they had been before. I was having them all night, ten minutes apart. Rory noticed and practically forced me to the hospital. I really did not want to be sent home again in early labor. I made him the deal that I would go if we could get a cinnamon roll from Mcdonalds first :). At 11:00 a.m. we arrived at the doctors. I was in pain, but handling it well. My contractions were really irregular, so I thought nothing to much of it. I expected to be sent home. After talking to some lets just say not so smart nurses for half an hour, they finally took us to our room and checked me. I was 5 cm. dilated and completely effaced. WOOHOO! She told me she wasn't letting me leave and they got me hooked up to some IV's ( which also took half an hour and five pokes ). She told me that it would go by slow so get some rest. An hour later she checked and I was at a 7. Woah, that was fast. They were surprised. I had my mom rush our camera over, we hadn't even gathered everything we wanted. By the time she got their I was at an 8. At about 4:00 my water broke and contractions were more painful. They were all so surprised I handled the pain so well with out even asking for the epidural. They made sure I didn't want it. Nope, I sure didn't. I was having back labor and it was very painful at that point, but I just took each contraction once at a time. They finally realized that Logan was facing up, which is why my back hurt so bad. Luckily I had Rory tickling my face and the nurse rubbing my back. The doctors kept trying to turn him with each contraction, that was soooo painful, worst than the contraction. He was not budging. Labor was going to be really hard with him in that position. Finally, when I had reached a 10, they realized that he turned on his own, GOOD BOY!!!! I started pushing at 6:00 p.m., I gave it my all while yelling I am pooping! I really didn't care though. Everything was out that window at that point. He was crowning and was not coming out. The doctor decided I needed an episiotomy. With my next push she cut me and than numbed me after words. I heard and felt it, but it was not much worst than the crowning. At this point, Rory is feeling faint because he just watched me get cut. Than his head was out. I had to completely hold back my push. His head I guess was wobbling every where as Dr. Oneida cleaned out his mouth and nose, Rory was realllly faint at this point. Than with one big push, he was here. Finally. What a joyful moment. Rory had to sit down on the toilet, he was not doing well. He cut the cord. Logan was born at 6:22 p.m. 7 pounds 14 oz, 19 inches long and more perfect than ever. With a head full of dark hair. He is so cute. Rory and I fell in love immediately. Going all natural was the biggest accomplishment of my life, as well as finding a husband as perfect as Rory. Rory has been such an amazing dad and husband. He does everything for us and makes sure life is as easy as possible for us. I am so thankful for him and my little family. Logan is now 9 days old and exclusively breast fed. It is tricky, but we are both adjusting well to it. I have lost 27 pounds, 4 pounds to my pre weight, 10 til my goal weight. I know I can get there with lots of exersize and healthy eating. Well, Rory and I could not be happier. We adore little Logan and are so blessed to have eachother.