The ridiculously long story about how God hooked me up with a VBAC, part #2

So, to make a long story short (ha!) I was waiting for my platelet count result to find out if I could get an epidural (it felt like a long wait) and when everything came back ok I got the epidural and within a couple hours I was pushing sweet soon-to-be-named June Olive out.  The experience was totally a redemption of Charlie Belle's crazy birth and being cut open.  Right after I had her they laid her on my chest for like 30 minutes, I was giggling and crying and giddy just saying over and over how much better this was then the c-section.  She was warm and pink and perfect.  I would encourage everyone I know to have a VBAC if at all possible.  I was taking a shower within a couple of hours and the next day I still felt "high" from the birth, it was wonderful.  I was barely at the hospital 24 hours.  Not to say having a VBAC didn't come with its own aches and pains, but I didn't have to take any narcotics afterwards and other than the crazy vomiting I had right after I had her I never felt nauseas or drugged, which was amazing.  I'm still in awe of this sweet little life and just how "simple" newborns are (well she is almost 3 months now, and still easy as pie compared to my crazy 16 month old).