In Hospital- Last night was one hellish night. I have never been in so much pain. I begged and pleaded with God to make it stop. I kept asking why me, why us. I have never been in so much pain physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. After the 3rd dose in the middle of the night I just curled up into a ball and wanted nothing more than to go home and have this all be done. Finally morning came with a doctor visit. She wondered why I hadn’t had an epidural yet. So they put one in and had another dose. Finally I didn’t feel anything. I spent most of the day dozing in and out of sleep and staring at the TV when I could. Later in the day I was getting extremely hungry but couldn’t have anything to eat. The nurse offered a popsicle so I opted to have one. Mid popsicle I began to feel something slip out. Samantha born at 4:30sih. Afterwards, we weighed her, took pictures, handprints, footprints and held her. We just sat there for a while. Not knowing what to do next. Eventually we got al little food, though didn’t eat much. After the epidural wore off I got up and took a bath. When I was done we went to bed. Slept from sheer exhaustion.