Joey's birth story

So, I was hoping that I would go into labor on my own this time around because I do labor naturally and it's much worse when you're being induced.  I had made an appointment for an inducement on the Thursday after my due date, but honestly didn't think I was going to need it because I was having so many braxton hicks.  On Wednesday, I was over 40 weeks, so we went to see our doctor for an extra appointment.  He measured the baby at 7lbs 11oz, and said that if it were him, he would go ahead and induce the next day.  He has always told us that nothing good comes after 41 weeks, and the hospital didn't have any other dates available until I was 41 weeks.  I wanted to wait, but Bobby was convinced that we didn't need to wait any longer, so I conceded and kept the inducement appointment.
All day Wednesday after the appointment I was in a bad mood.  I felt like I had no choice in the induction and wasn't being given the chance to do labor naturally.  Mostly, I knew the pain I was in for and didn't want to face it.  But we packed up and went to the hospital the next morning at 9am.  At first, there had been a miscommunication and they had cancelled our appointment for that day, but they were slow on the floor and said they could get me in at 10:30 (or that I could keep the appointment that had now been made for Sunday morning).  We decided to go ahead with it since we had everything worked out for baby sitters for the kids and such.  We went home for a little bit, and I was able to fix my hair and re-prepare myself for the induction.
When we went back to the hospital, I was more confident.  It was a new hospital to me since my other two were born at another hospital.  The nurses at the front desk were very nice, and one asked me why I was so scared.  She wondered if this was my first pregnancy.  I told her no, it was my third, but I knew what an un-medicated induction felt like and wasn't looking forward to it.  I could then see the surprise on all the nurses faces when they realized I wouldn't be getting an epidural.  The nurse asked why I wasn't getting one, and I said that I don't like the idea of needles in my back... I would rather deal with the pain of labor.  The truth is, there are many reasons I don't get epidurals, but I didn't want to go into all of that.
My nurse took me back to my room and gave me my hospital gown.  They let Bobby be with me the whole time, which was different from Trey's induction at the other hospital.  The IV was the least painful I've ever had. The nurse numbed my wrist and then got it in on the first try.