Baby number two has made her arrival. And it was FAST.
One minute the doctor was in the room saying that I was barely dilated to a 5 and it would probably be 4-6 more hours and the next minute (actually, just under 20 minutes later) I was crying/screaming as my mother in law was putting on rubber gloves to deliver the baby herself because it didn't look like the doctor *or* nurse was going to make it in time. Meanwhile I was totally panicking because A) WHY wasn't my epidural working? and B) WAS MY MOTHER IN LAW REALLY GOING TO DELIVER MY BABY? ***SERIOUSLY?!***
But she's cuter than I expected her to be. Is that horrible? To expect your baby to be ugly? I also expected her to be a pain in the &%^, but she's not so bad so far. Knock on every freaking piece of wood this side of the Atlantic. She's sleeping right next to me as I type, making those cute little newborn sighs. I may hate babies, but I confess, I don't hate her that much at all. :-)
Oh, and by the way, my mother in law didn't have to deliver the baby. The doctor rushed in just in time. Thank goodness.