Birth Story- Dad's Perspective

It was Sunday April 26 2015 when Ali and I were headed up to the hospital to get induced with our first girl. I had so many feelings running through my head about how this was really almost happening. It had seemed that it was just the day before that we were even talking about having our first child. I was so nervous about how she would be and how I was going to amount to be any kind of dad. I always thought I would be prepared in the uttermost part in every way when we decided to have our kids. I was prepared in every way except physically. But I don't think you can be until she is here in your arms.
We got to the hospital and it was still not registering in my brain that this was all real. The first moment I think I felt anything was when Ali almost immediately was getting her first contractions with medication that she was given and I thought this will be quick and should be not too long. I felt kind of helpless knowing all the pain Ali was feeling and not being able to do anything to help her be more comfortable. I can't imagine the constant pain she was in for the whole labor which we were in the hospital.
About 6 hours had passed and she hid not really dilated very much at all but the babies heart rate was fine so they decided to give her a balloon thingy to help manually die late her so that she could keep progressing
About 12 hours later they pulled the balloon out of her to see which at this point I didn't know but it should have came out on its own if it had done it job. We were hit with the news that she had dilated but only just a little. At this point we had so many mixed emotions with what was all going on. Ali knew more than I who was hard on her because she sees births every day at work and knows what to expect with her own.
About 2:00 am on Monday morning Ali was in so much pain from the contractions and had been laboring for so long she decided to get an epidural which if I was going through as much pain as her that would have been the first thing I would have gotten done when I showed up at the hospital because I am a wimp when it comes to any pain at all
She was a little more comfortable now and even got a few little naps in between doctors seeing her. We would get our hopes up and every time a doctor would come check her we would be told that she had not really progressed like she should have. They would give us hope every time saying maybe just a slight more dilated but Ali knew they were just pacifying her. Emotions started running great knowing every time we saw a doctor nothing had progressed as we all grew more exhausted.
At about 7:00 pm Monday night Ali chose to have c-section with all of her family's support and doctors. It wasn't what we had planned but she was utterly exhausted and really couldn't do it anymore. She had been so strong for so long. I can't believe how she could do everything she did. Ali my wife is my hero!
Around 8:30 Ali got wheeled back to the operating room and I was handed my scrubs to come back when I could. I was so emotional from everything. I was hoping everything would turn out okay. I didn't know what to expect. I had feelings of joy that our little one was about to meet her mommy and daddy for the first time. I got called back to the OR and saw Ali lying on the table and immediately so emotional. I feelings of fear and excitement. At exactly 9:07 that night I saw our baby girls bright big blue eyes appear out of Ali and I couldn't hold it together anymore I have never loved anything more in my life. And hearing her little cries almost immediate I knew everything was going to be alright. There was nothing better than seeing her lay so warm and comfy on her mommy’s chest it was amazing!