They kept an eye on the monitor for the baby and me so she didn’t get too stressed but holy hell it hurt like the dickens. I guess it would have worked if I had more amniotic fluid but for all the water I was drinking it was pretty tight in there. Obby held my hand and I yelled about the kind of pancakes I was going to have as a treat once we were done. Obby had looked up the procedure before we went so he knew what I was in for. I’m thankful he didn’t tell me or I would have stressed about it.