3. Fun fact, EPIDURALS DO NOT HURT. I guess I had watched TLC's "A Baby Story" way too much as a 12 year old, but it always seemed, during the show, that epidurals were about a negative fifty on the "fun scale." Oh how my opinion has changed. Getting my I.V. was a thousand times worse than the epidural. Basically, a medical demigod, often referred to as an anesthesiologist, comes in and pierces your spine or something. But here's the catch, all you feel is a few taps. I was hyperventilating, expecting a Braveheart-esque experience, and was oh-so-pleasantly surprised. All I can say is, "Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys..." push for anesthesiologist.
4. "Pushing" was a breeze!
At this point, all you "going it natural gals" are very likely rolling your eyes at me. But, let's get real, this article is geared more toward those out there not intending to experience the mysteries of birth. However, I was shocked that there was no pain...AGAIN! Yes, I was pumping my epidural button faster than someone taking down a gym on Pokemon Go, but, no lie, I was so far down the "no pain" road that I was falling asleep mid push. The nurse would start counting to ten and they would have to wake me up around 6. True, I hadn't slept for the last two nights, and the drugs might have been knocking me out, but I never expected to be falling asleep while pushing a baby out of my body.
5. C-Sections are not the worst...I fell asleep during that too. After about two hours of pushing, waiting, then pushing again, Dallin and I were told that the babies heart rate was dropping, I had a fever that wasn't going away, and that pushing was not working. A C-section was our only safe alternative at this point. So away we went. It was definitely a little scary, but, at this point, I was too sleepy to comprehend a ton of what was happening.