So Monday I went to my usual appointment, they did a sono and the baby wasn't moving, his heart rate was low like 97 & 100. They took me into another room to do more testing and I was freaking out (hysterically crying). The dr said I needed to go to labor and delivery right away and get all of the test redone there. Supposedly everything looked great and I could feel him moving again (thank God)! Well, there was more going on that I was unaware of and they informed me he had for sure made a bowel movement and I needed to be induced right away. Here I am balling my pregnant eyes out because not only is my baby not ok but everything I've ever told myself about being induced most of the time really destroys your chance of a vaginal delivery. And also if it's bad in his lungs they will take him from me just like they took Ellie from me when she was born. That means I don't even get skin to skin. But here we go, wheeling me into labor and delivery (all alone). I had a nurse come talk to me, very firmly. I needed that. Although she informed me I would NOT be able to move around the room. I would have to stay in bed, no food, no water. But I tried to be calm because I still wanted the birth I had been planning for. And I couldn't do that crying my eyes out. So I got myself together once my dad, mom and Michael arrived. They started pitocin and it was hell, I labored for 8 hours and then they checked me because I wasn't dealing with contractions well anymore at this point. I was dilated to a 5 with bulging bag of waters. So I decided to go ahead and get the epidural. I labored all night and 7-8am this morning the dr came to check me. I was dilated to an 8, 100% effaced and at a -1. My water just broke as she checked me and guess what.. There was NO poop in the water. WOW. That's all I could think. Just wow. 10:20am I was 9cm and still a -1. At 1:23pm I was 10cm but he was still a little high so they said I could labor down and just wait for him to drop. 3:18pm came around and my nurse said I may not get to push. She felt he seemed to be very big and just consider now that a csection may happen. Devastated again I lost all hope in my body and every single dream I had hoped for. I told my nurse to tell my dr I'd refuse a csection until the baby wasn't doing ok.. He had been and was PERFECT the entire time, not even a low heart beat. The nurse left and I moved and hung over the back of the bed. I pushed and pushed (with out informing anyone). She knew I was pushing (from the monitors)  and told my dr on me so my dr said it was ok for me to push and the nurse had me push to see how I'd do. I pushed and she said, "oh my gosh! Stop! Stop! I see his head, I have to call the dr here right away" I could feel everything in my belly and all the pressure in my bottom, they said that the contractions were so strong and that's why I could feel them. The dr showed up and I was really in pain then, trying my best to breathe through the contractions. I pushed for 30min. and out came our baby boy. Henry Jasper Collins. 9 pounds 7 ounces. I did it. I had a VBAC. I really did it. He latched perfect. I'm still so in shock it all really happened and I'm sorry to everyone worried but I'm just now getting a chance to give an update. Time of birth was 5:34pm 10/11/16.