^8 cm...JK^
We were informed (and so were you via the last post) that she had dilated to 8 cm, which was a huge jump at the time. It was also welcome news cuz we had been at 1 cm for a good half of the day. Unfortunately, this was a misdiagnosis. I guess we owe this in part to the learning curve at UCSD Medical Center, a "teaching" hospital, where you can count on being attended to by residents (aka almost doctors/med students wearing badges that say they are legit, full-fledged doctors) nearly all of the time.
Anyhoo, the real deal turned out to be that she was only at 2 cm, despite the rapid increase in pain and intensity of the contractions. We were completely floored to realize this after all the preparations had been made for pushing, serious labor, etc. But given this opportunity to reevaluate our situation, we began to think along the lines of, "Holy moly, buddy, if this is what it is like at 2 cm, what's it gonna be like when we're really at 8 cm, or 10 cm?" Yipes. After a lengthy huddle and family conference, we went with the epidural to help ease that transition.
Karla is now resting in a peaceful slumber. Meanwhile, I'm writing this blog entry out, fueled by a quickly-diminishing caffeine buzz. Presumably, we're back to it in the morning. For now, sweet suenos.
^this thing is like the ice cream truck for pregnant ladies^
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