When I arrived at the hospital, they had my sister hooked up to a pitocin drip to induce her labor and they were starting it off very slowly to make sure they were being safe with Mom and baby during this process. They were also working their "magic" to help my sister dilate. It was an uneventful evening and no contractions had begun, so my Mom, Dad and I went back to my sister and brother-in-law's house to get some rest. Tuesday morning the doctor checked my sister for dilation and still nothing, so they decided to up the pitocin as planned. Later that morning, there were still no big contractions or dilation, so the doctor had said they would assess later that evening how things were progressing. All I could think to myself was "oh no please do not put my sister through another night of pitocin and trying to get her to dilate," but that was probably going to be the plan if her water did not break on its own.
At 1pm Tuesday, my sister's water broke!! Yay, progress...BUT still no dilation! Who knew this process would take so long?!? After the water broke, contractions were coming faster and stronger and I was watching my sister going through this pain of labor and was thinking to myself, she is such a strong and beautiful woman and I couldn't be more proud of her than I was at that very moment. It was surreal. She finally decided it was time for the epiderral, but they had a hard time getting that in because my sister has herniated discs in her back. Once they finally got it in, my sister turned a bit loopy and it was quite funny to listen to some of the things she was saying (I will not publish any of that here...hehe). She just seemed like she was on some heavy drugs, which she was!