We had our little girl on March 11, 2013. I did end up having a C-section, but it's totally fine and I really think it was for the best. My body just refused to do anything it was supposed to, i.e. dilate, efface, etc. It seems to do just fine when it comes to nursing though.
We went to the doctor the morning of the 11th and I was no closer to having the baby than I was 5 weeks earlier. I was devastated. The doc told me he was on call that night and if we changed our mind about the C-section or if something happened to give him a call. We drove home and all I could think was that I was putting off the inevitable and torturing myself to it. I really thought I would hate myself if I didn't at least give my body a chance to labor and I'd miss out on this experience of childbirth that I so wanted to have. I had Tyson give me a blessing after which I really thought we were headed for a C-section, but I wanted to talk to my mom and do some praying myself. I called my mom and I told her how I was feeling and that I was going to miss out on childbirth. She gave me a good long talking to about how that wasn't so. I cried a lot, again, but it really did make me feel better. After talking to her I went and prayed, it really started out as "Please just tell me what to do and I'll do it," to "I think I'm supposed to do this, and if I'm not you really lead to let me know, because otherwise I'm going to do it." After that I had Tyson call the doctor to see if they could still get me in and they could.
Charlotte LaVerne Peterson was born at 7:02 pm, weighing it at 7lbs 7 oz and 19 inches long. I can't tell you how different the experience was from the first time around. It was still a little rushed considering we decided to do it that morning, but I was able to put myself together, pack our bag, and my mother in law came to get the boys. We walked into the hospital and actually went to a L&D room (which did not happen last time). I got ready and put on a monitor and just hung out until they were ready for me. I did have one more blessing that my dad and Tyson gave me, and this time I did get told that I'd made the right decision. That was also reaffirmed when we found out my uterus was thin and probably couldn't handle the baby getting much bigger, I doubt the rest of my pregnancies will go so long. The other plus was I wasn't drugged out of my mind this time around and the spinal block wore off much more quickly this time. They did have a little trouble getting my temperature back up after the surgery, but nothing to worry about and I did get to see my baby so much sooner than last time, she was able to be in our room and I just couldn't (still can't) get enough of her. She's such a good baby, very calm, sleeps well (usually), and nurses great (this is a huge thing for me, it took the boys a month to get that one down). Her brother's adore her especially Jameson, he just wants to kiss, hug, and hold her all the time.
Anyways, that's pretty much how things are/went, we are now all home and adjusting to life as a family of 5 and I don't think I could be happier (well maybe if I had better picture taking skills :))