Story of my sons birth

Well it all started Sunday Jan 5, 2014 morning as I had some bleeding and leaking of fluids so my sister in law drove me to the hospital to get checked out. Everything was fine doctor said it was just my cervix softening. Then that evening I started to get some contractions not powerful ones. Then at 2:44am contractions started to get more powerful but still far apart. Then at 4:15am I timed one and it was just under 5mins apart. Called hubby from work and he packed his stuff an headed home. Sister in law drove me once again to the hospital, I called my mom let her know I was going into labor. 4:45 am at hospital an been admitted and was 2-3cm dilated. Still having contractions with the odd painful one. By later in the morning my family knows I've gone into labor via text messages. I got doped up on morphine got 2 doses of it by the time Allan arrived around 10:30am. Drs and nurses didn't want to do anything till Allan arrived. 11:30 dr came in to break my water which surprisingly was already broken. As I ask for more morphine (I was scared of having an epidural) so before they gave me more nurse checked me and I was already fully dilated. Called the dr in and prepped the room. So from 12 or 12:30 I was pushing till about 3pm. Pushing straight for almost 3 hours is exhausting and so painful!! Dr let me have a break and offered the epidural which I gladly excepted. I didn't realize they'd make a drugged up pregnant women sign so many papers while she is laboring! Set me up for the epidural and dr used the vacuum first and then the forcepts, still baby way did not want to come out. Stubborn just like mom and dad :) so then I was talked to about getting a c-section which was the #1 thing I did not want! I was terrified! Was prepped for surgery and went in where I met up with Allan. He was so helpful and amazing throughout my whole labor. He stayed with me until baby was born and being transported. 5:20pm our son was born weighing 6lbs 10 ounces not very big. I didn't see my son until about 7:15pm when he and Allan both came into the room. Everyone is healthy and my recovery is going alright doesn't help that I've been up all night with a baby spitting up mucus. I slept every other hour. Then when day staff came into work, people have been coming in constantly to check me an baby and give me antibiotics ect. Our poor sons head is all red and bruised on top from the vacuum. Last difficult thing is to get him to breastfeed. He is now latching ok but won't suck very much before letting go. Other then that drs an nurses are all saying that I need to get up today and walk around. Hopefully by tomorrow afternoon I will be discharged and sent home for the rest of my recovery :) other then over heating and getting itchy from sweat we are (baby and I) doing well an healthy. I'm told not do anything lift anything ect for a few weeks. Allan will be home as he is on parental leave. Hubby an I are both extremely tired, he sleeps on an uncomfortable cot thing. But it's a private room which we wanted if we couldn't have the enhanced private which were all occupied. See what today brings, been up most of the night with baby an haven't realized till now how much help I need everything now. I'm a very independent person an don't like asking for help. It'll be nice to not to do anything other then take care of baby :)