So it's been a crazy week for the SO and I. I had my 36 week appointment on Wednesday the 22nd. My bp had spiked to an all time high once I arrived into the office. 180/120. And then my doctor said I no longer had PIH (Pregnancy Induced Hypertension), but instead I had pre-eclampsia with protein in my urine. He told me that he wanted me to go straight to the hospital to deliver and not wait until the 30th to get induced, and that it was dangerous to my health. I was very excited and nervous, because I didn't have my bag packed or any of that ready. So my mother and I headed to the hospital (SO was still at work). They tested my blood and urine, but at the hospital it came out negative for pre-e.. which was a little strange, but my bps were still high up. So the doc on call agreed to induce me that night. SO arrived at the hospital at 6 pm, and they set us up in a birthing room. They induced me with Pitocin, and started the contractions out gradually. They felt like period cramps at first with a dull lower backache, which I felt were bearable, and it continued throughout the night, and I probably got about an hour and half's worth of sleep. Then at about 8 in the morning, I felt a gush of fluid leak down my leg and onto the bed. I rang the nurse and she said it looked like my water broke! So I went into the bathroom and cleaned myself up and she helped me put on those giant pads and hospital underwear.. which felt so comfortable. And then I soaked through it again, because apparently I hadn't finished breaking my water. By this time I was already 3 cm dilated. So the day went on, and I just laid there in bed because they didn't want me to have an active birth due to my high bp. The contractions got worse and more intense, and SO held my hand as I breathed through them. By this time, my nurse offered me the epidural which I was reluctant at first, but then I agreed because its suppose to lower your bp. Thank goodness for the epidural, because I must admit that it was still painful. Here is the scary most unforgettable part of the birth: When it was time to push, our baby's heart rate kept dropping and going up, and finally after about 30 minutes of pushing, my doctor told me I had two choices: c-section, or episiotomy with the use of forceps. I didn't really like either and wanted to keep pushing, but she noticed that the baby's heart rate went down and didn't go up this time, and she immediately called for an episiotomy and snipped me right away. Even with the epidural, I could feel her cutting away, and I yelped in pain. She told me push as hard as I possibly could and finally our little boy came out into the world.... not breathing! I looked up and saw his mouth open a little, and then all of a sudden the NICU team comes running in and about 6 other nurses in after them and they are all hovering around my baby trying to get him to breathe. I was freaking out and in tears, and my doctor almost forgot to stitch me up because she wanted to make sure the baby was okay. I begged and begged the nurses to tell me what's going on.. and they give you the standard.. "the doctors are doing the best they can, we'll tell you what's going when we find out". I was devastated and I was looking at my mom and SO, and SO was just as horrified as I was and my mom was in tears too. They placed a breathing tube down his throat and let me kiss him for a second and whisked him away to the NICU. He was born on Aug 23, 2007 at 8:37 pm, 18.5 inches long, 4 lbs 6 ounces. They put an IV though his belly for fluids and the breathing tube was kept there. By around 3 am, a doctor came in and told me he is stable and that he wanted to breathe on his own, and that so far he looks okay. I was so relieved. I finally got to see my baby at 5 am because I was bound to my room because of the epidural. Here is a picture of our baby, Nicholas! He is doing much better, no more feeding IVs, or breathing tubes. He is eating so much formula, and I'm pumping like crazy to build up my supply. We should be able to take him in a couple of weeks, and we are so looking forward to it. I'm so glad it ended well.