One year older.

I can't believe that my baby girl is already one. It seems like just yesterday she was born. I had to tell the story on her birthday about her 10:30 arrival. I was so ready that my doctor was telling me about the induction and she said, "I think you'll go fast... probably three pushes and a baby by lunchtime." So, I told her that I was gonna shoot for 10:30 and she laughed. I think she thought I was kidding, but little did she know. At about 10:15 the nurse checked me and said I was a 10 and that she could feel the baby and then she left the room. Are you freaking kidding me? The need to push was definitely there and for all you mommies you know that once you need to push, it's hard not to. So, I started crying. Greg was panicking and calling the nurse station and the nurse on her handheld to get her butt in there. When she came in and I was crying she thought I was in pain so she bollaced my epidural. I said "I'm not in pain, but I'm freaked out because this baby is coming NOW!" Could this seem anymore cliche? She got my doctor on the phone (who luckily is in a building that's attached to the hospital) and told her that I was ready. My doctor said "She's gonna go fast so do NOT let her push until I am there!" 3 minutes later she walked in (10:27) and 3 minutes later Avery was born (at 10:30 with 2 pushes!) The funniest part of the whole thing was my mother-in-law yelling, "Push! You've got 30 seconds until 10:30!!" If there's a next time, I'm gonna call it at 8:00. The earlier the baby comes the quicker the 48 hours until you get to go home right?!