TMI WARNING. Birth story. Just want to share my experience.

So im gonna start off with saying this is my first pregnancy and I live in BFE and the hospital and doctors here are considered the band aid station. The 2 Obs we have here are retirement age. 1 actually is mostly retired but helps out as only 1 man can do so much. Due to this reason i decided to have my baby an hr and a half away in Hot Springs, AR. If you are from here i highly recommend CHI St Vincent Hot Springs Hospital for your pregnancy care and birth. I am currently 7 days postpartum and ive had to ask my husband and older sister a few questions as i was so intent on listening to my body that i hadnt realized a few thing had happened during labor, especially how long it actually took. I was scheduled to be at the hospital at 7:15-7:30pm on February 3rd as they needed to give me cytotech to finish softening my cervix to help me dilate. Well around 10pm February 2nd i was having horrible contractions and pain. My sister suggestedwe head to the hospital and get me checked as the contractions were less than 5 minutes apart and lasting roughly 45 seconds (she timed them for me). About half was there they just stopped all of a sudden the pressure was off the top of my belly and i could breathe. We decided to continue to Hot Springs and get answers as they were mimicking real contractions and hurt like hell. Of course all the hospitalsaid after hooking me up to a monitor for an hour was it was braxton hicks. The nurse that took care of me during that time had an attitude as if i should've know and shouldn't have gone in. After we left the hospital it was about 2am so we just got a room for the night at the comfort inn just around the corner. The next day around 2pm i have more braxton hicks. I took tylenol, i tried laying and standing in different positions, i downed a couple waters, my husband even ran me a warm bath. None of it helped. At the end of the bath i stood up and we put hot water on my back until the pain stopped. By the time it all stopped it was 5:30pm. We ordered some dinner and waiting for time to head back to the hospital for my induction. When i got there they checked me and i was at 2cm 50% effaced. They waited until midnight and then put the cytotech in my cervix to disolve. At this point it was only me and my husband there. My older sister went back to the Inn after dropping us off until visiting hours at 6am the next morning. When she got back she started making updated posts on facebook for friends and family to see. This obviously wasn't enough for my MIL though as she continued to call and text my husband. Back step a bit: At 4 am they gave me another dose of cytotech. By 7:30am when my ob came in i was at 4cm. He broke my water then. By 9am i was in so much pain i couldn't breathe. I had my mind set on no epidural until this point. I ended up asking for the epidural after all and by 10:30 i was numb and just relaxing with my sister and husband. We put something on the tv and just joked around. Periodically the nurses came in, checked me, and gave me more pitocin or antibiotics as i tested positive for Strep B. They were all super nice. By around 6pm i was finally 10cm and one of the nurses had me start pushing. (During this my MIL again wont leave us alone even after asking her to wait and watch for a post when our daughter was here. I was mid push when she started calling my husband because he didn't text her back. He didnt answer and she called again. When he said this i told him to throw his damn phone on the couch. After that she called my sister.) The nurses walked me through pushing and before i knew it they called my ob into the room as i was just a few more pushes away. It hurt even with the epidural (call it pressure all you want but it hurt like my pelvis was getting stabbed with needles). At 8pm her head finally came out. My ob sternly told my husband and sister to move away and nurses rushed over. My daughter had her umbilical cord wrapped around her neck and her shoulders were too wide and got stuck in my pelvis. He immediately jumped into emergency actions and cut the umbilical cord so he could get to her. I was worried why she wasn't breathing and he told me to stop pushing. At this point it took everything in me not to push. I felt him shove his hads in to maneuver her enough that she came out. It felt like that took firever and the whole time she was kicking which hurt. At this point she still hadn't cried. Once she finally came out Dr Warford handed her to the nurses and they did their jobs perfectly and got her breathing and crying. Meanwhile he was stiching me up. I had minimal tearing for the physical trauma my body just went through. I have tearing going up both my labia and a vaginal tear. My sister says it took him 45 minutes to stitch me up. The nurses asked if i wanted to hold my daughter but i couldn't. I was shaking really bad and was in shock physically. They offered my husband skin to skin and he took her. I just stared at him crying. I was sore and just happy she was ok. The medical team did everything right under the circumstances. My husband and sister were upset understandably as my sister warned them about her shoulders possiblygetting stuck and we didnt feel they took us seriously at first. (My sister had the same problem with the birth of my niece same tears too. The only difference is she went to the small town hospital and my nieces collar bone broke.) In the end she was born at 8:04pm weighing 8lbs 9oz and 21 inches long. After i was settled and stitched i finally held our daughter and my husband posted the time, weight, and size of her and told everyone to leave us alone for now. He didnt want to call out his mother. Our friends took that to heart and were the only ones who listened. We later explained what happened. After this my brother in law came to pick up my sister to bring her home (they ended up having vehicle trouble and my husband rushed to help them out. They stayed at the Inn again til the next day when a family friend could pick them up as they didnt want to interupt our bonding time.) At 1 day old the health problems started. I was trying to strictly breast feed and it wasn't what she needed. Her glucose levels were too low. From then on i did 50/50 breast/formula. It helped and got her leveled out. The next day she tested Coombs Positive (in laymans terms my red blood cells were attacking hers and was raising her bilirubin levels making her borderline jaundice) they kept us until Sunday morning. She was put under UV blue lights on and off to level out her bilirubins. They said she was low risk and let us discharge after 3/4 days with the stipulation she sees a pediatrician by Tuesday (today 02/11) we have an appointment at 9:40 am. Its been scary the past few days and ive blamed myself more than once due to it being my blood causing problems. I know its not my fault but it felt like it. In the end i love this story as all the bad stuff makes it more real. This whole pregnancy hasnt felt real as i had no syptoms other than some craving and the ligament pains until i got braxton hicks in the 3rd trimester. My husband and i had been trying for 6.5 years when we found out we were finally pregnant. Now i have a little one and it still doesnt feel real even as i feed and hold her now.