Caroline is here!

Caroline Tate was born Monday May 16th.  She weighed 9lbs and 9 ounces and was 20 inches long.  Oddily enough that is the same measurements as her sister.  My doctor has told me I am notorious at the hospita for big babies, whatever that means.  I have only had two, maybe I can see that if I had three or four which I am contemplating, ha! 
Caroline's birth story goes something like this -  but first a little background on my vbac situation.  My doctor was very against it, mostly due to the size of my first baby, the expected size of Caroline and the fact I had a c-section the first time.  All of which are nonsense in regards to having to have a second csection.  I can provide links but do not have the time at this moment.  She and I kind of argued back and forth.  She wanted to schedule my csection, I was not going to have that.  I didn't know the time of conception due to my cycles and for one thing did not want to risk that my baby was not as developed as she was expected to be.  Secondly I just personally would rather not schedule something like that.  Anyway, she gave me until May 18th (40 weeks) to go into labor on my own.  May 13th I saw another doctor at my doctors practice.  I was dilated to a three which gave me some hope on the vbac front.  May 15th - three days before my scheduled csection I start having contractions.  They are coming pretty fast, but I do not feel much pain.  As I was induced with Annabelle I never really had contractions and these were the same pain wise.  I thought about going to the hospital but I wanted to make SURE that they were real.  Anyway, they kept coming and would lengthen a little then start back within a few mins of one another.  Anyway, the next morning May 16th Jason goes to work and I stay home with Annabelle.  We cuddled for a little bit when we got up and I am thankful for that as it was the last time it would just be us.  The contractions were still going strong just not too painful.  I called the doctor thought she would want me to come in and just get checked to see if i had dilated anymore.  I felt sure I had, sadly I had not.  They have me come into the hospital and hook me up to the machines.  My doctor comes in and says we are having a baby either way that day.  Her attitude pretty much pissed me and Jason both off.  The nurses were wonderful, they knew that I wasn't sure I wanted to be there and they offered support if I were to leave.  I debated on it, we talked it over and just decided to go ahead with the csection that day.  I was given two time choices but by the time we had decided to go through with it both of those were filled. I laid around all day in the bed and was to the point I was tired of laying around.  I told the nurse if I had to wait much longer I was just going to go home.  Annabelle was excellent through all of it.  She is such a wonderful child :)  They finally rolled me back after 5 pm.  Jason had to wait until they were ready for me.  Once again the anesthesiologist was awesome.  I think he was a different guy than I had last time but just as good.  There were two doctors in this time both cutting on me.  It took a little longer since they had to go through scar tissue this time.  The smell of burnt flesh grossed both me and Jason out.  I guess I'm just impatient but it took forever to finally get her out.  When they did everyone in the room knew it, she screamed and screamed.  For whatever reason both Jason and I cried this time when we saw her.  We didn't with Annabelle, well I don't remember him doing so but he may have.  Of course they all started talking about her size but I thought she looked smaller.  Imagine my surprise when they call down and say she is the same size as her sister.  When Jason went with them to clean her up I got to stay and be stapled up.  That took forever too.  Then I went to recovery for just a little bit and they brought Caroline to me.  Annabelle was so excited - she loves her sister so much.  They told me later that she cried when she wasn't allowed to go in with her to watch her get weighed and bathed a little.  When Jason gave her to me she immediately started to nurse.  Latched right on just like her sister.  She changed so much in her looks while at the hospital. Some moments she looked just like Annabelle, others she just looked like herself and no one else.  She did have more hair than her sister, not a lot but more.  It was love at first sight for all of us :)