How to Grow (and Raise) an Alien...or Two

Baby girl made her arrival on Saturday, September 18th at 10:49pm. Her name is Arden Reese and she was 7 pounds 9 ounces and was 19 1/2 inches long. The labor was easy up to 6cm and then the doctor broke my water. The contractions hit and after 6 of them, I was screaming for the epidural. Turns out, it wouldn't have mattered the stupid epidural didn't work, but I was only in real pain for a little over an hour. After 10 minutes of pushing (about 12 pushes), Arden came out screaming like a banshee. I felt fabulous. Immediately after she was born, I was starving and I actually had enough energy to hold her and feed her. I haven't been nauseated at all and haven't had heartburn once. I'm still not sleeping at night, but that's only because Arden has mandated it.

Life is good.

I've pretty much come to terms with the fact that this baby is never going to be born. I've been having contractions for about 2 weeks, but since I'm not progressing at all, there's nothing the doctors can do for me. Actually, there IS something they can do to help it along, they just won't do it. At this point, I'm very frustrated with my doctors. I'm going every week for appointments and I've seen them in the hospital a few times over the past couple weeks. They monitor me, check to see if I've dilated anymore and monitor the baby to make sure she's okay, but other than that, they are worthless. How about treating the whole patient??? When I said that I just wanted to die, one of the doctors smiled at me and patted my leg. What's that about???? What if I'm seriously depressed? A little pat on the leg is not going to help me out. I've said something like this to 3 different doctors. They really don't seem to care even a little. I really think that OB doctors should be a little more sensitive to a pregnant woman's feelings. Hey, I realize that my emotions run rampant, but a little sympathy, real sympathy, would go a long way for me. I know in my head that this baby is going to come out soon...they said that they would induce on the 27th, if the baby isn't here by then...I already have the appointment. But if you were to consult my emotional side...this baby is never going to be born. I feel like I'm going to be pregnant for the rest of my life...like the pregnancy is terminal. I cry a lot.

Depression is definitely setting in.