So I just wanted to come here to share my birth story. My little girl is a little over 2 months old now but here it is....***its long***

My entire pregnancy I was terrified of having to be induced but I had a gut feeling that was exactly how it was going to end up going down. So the weeks went by without a sign of anything starting. Finally my due date arrived and nothing. I went to the doctor that morning and they checked my cervix and I was still 2cm and 80% effaced (had been since 35 weeks). He offered to induce me that following Saturday since he said my cervix was already very soft and favorable. I agreed. I kept hoping to not make it to my induction date and go into labor. That clearly didn’t happen. So I arrived at the hospital at 7 am on a Saturday morning to start the process. They hooked me up to fetal monitors to track the baby and started my IV. They told me the doctor would have to come in and check me before they started the pitocin. Around 8:30am the doctor came in and asked me if I was feeling any pain.... I said no because I hadn’t felt anything (except the pelvic pain I had my entire pregnancy) and he informed me I was already contracting every 10 minutes on my own and checked my cervix and I was already 5cm and 80%! So he gave the orders and at 9am they came in and started the pitocin... the nurses came in every 20 minutes and bumped up the dose. Me and husband were just sitting around joking and laughing and the nurse came back around 10am and asked if I was having any pain. I said no that I didn’t think the pitocin was kicking in yet because I didn’t feel anything. They informed me I was contracting every 2-3 minutes... it was news to me. They continued to increase the dose. Around 11 they started my antibiotics (I was GBS positive). By 11:30am I was having a reaction to the antibiotics and they had to stop it along with the pitocin and give me Benadryl. Around 12:15pm they came back in and said since my reaction was getting better they were gonna restart the pitocin and finish the antibiotics. The doctor came in at 1pm and checked me and I was at 7cm and was contracting every 2 minutes again. I still hadn’t felt anything. My husband thought the nurses were joking and weren’t actually giving me the drugs. Soo my doctor said he would be right back to break my water. At 1:30pm he came in and broke my water..... it felt like a bowling ball had been lifted off my chest. About 3 minutes later.... I felt my first contraction and it was sooo INTENSE.... the contractions started coming one right after another and I was definitely feeling them now and they were definitely painful but I could still talk through them... just a half hour later at 2pm I asked for the epidural because I wasn’t getting a break in between. The doctor comes in to do my epidural just 15 minutes later at 2:15pm. Before he could even set up or ask any questions I looked at the nurse and said I have to push.... she told me not to move and the doctor came running in and checked me- I was 10cm and ready to push. He told the anesthesiologist to get out cause it was too late for an epidural 😱. At this point I looked at my husband and said “babe shit just got real, she’s coming now” and my body started pushing involuntarily. I couldn’t control it at this point and felt the most intense pressure\burning of my life... and then everyone starts screaming to stop pushing and not to move as my baby’s head was already out because the doctor didn’t have gloves on yet 🙄 luckily one of my awesome nurses stepped and yelled back she’s not pushing but you better hurry up. The doctor came running over just in time as my baby girl came out. She was born at 2:21 pm, only 4 minutes after I thought I was getting my epidural and 45 minutes after they broke my water....a beautiful 7 pound 19 inch baby girl💜

After it all I couldn’t have asked for a better experience and getting induced was no where near as scary as I had made it seem in head... and I did it all with no pain medicine and no epidural and it was the most beautiful thing and I wouldn’t change any of it. Hopefully this will help ease someone’s fear of being induced because not all induction stories are horrible.