I was stubborn and found a hospital I felt was perfect and trustworthy. The birth center I chose was further from my house than my other options, but I didn’t care. My husband supported me in whatever I needed to feel comfortable with the doctors and setting. The nurses treated me beautifully, I was never stressed out except from contractions. I ended up getting the epidural despite thinking I wouldn’t, and it went perfectly. My husband snuck me little snacks, and I was able to be comfortable and wait patiently for the feeling to come that she’d come. When I decided to start pushing to help inch her along, I did so 5-6 times before my OB showed up, and I pushed maybe 5-6 more times and she was here. 🥰 The most perfect angel in the world, my little cabbage patch doll. I love her & nothing in this world makes me happier than she does. I love my little family. Everything is beautiful, life’s alright, and love is real. 🖤🤍🖤