Arrival at the Hospital

Well, we're here. I've been admitted, poked, prodded, and overall feel as if the world is going to end. Really, it's going pretty well so far; I'm just the world's biggest wimp.

I'm hooked up to the IV and they've started the Petocin drip. I haven't yet had my epidural, even though I protested that Dr. Denman said I could have it before the medicine started! My nurse said I can have it whenever I ask for it, but it's not a bad thing for me to feel a contraction or two. My contractions are starting up and seem to be steadily getting stronger. I can handle the tightening sensations, but once they become painful I'm crying for help! My whole body is shaking like a leaf. Hmm...surely that couldn't be because I'm scared to death, starving, and running on no sleep?! Good news is that the baby is doing really well and my body appears to be progressing well - I started out dilated at two and my cervix has moved forward.

More updates to follow, but there won't be any pictures for awhile, since they don't have Wi-Fi anymore due to receiving a virus recently.