Urgh this phone!!!
Reading back it was long, didn't feel it at the time.
36+5 started getting contractions, sing but far apart, some stopped me from walking called mat unit "probably braxton hicks, pain killers and bath"
Spent 36+6 on the sofa, waves of squeezing, then huge gaps nothing else. Get a phone call from insurance company to talk about possibly going to court (dh thinks this is why DS arrived early, I think everyone, including me, got my dates wrong and he was just little)
37 weeks, wake up contacting at 4am random pattern to contractions, if have 4 in 10 minutes then nothing for 8, then 6 the a bunch really close, managed to go back to sleep until 7ish then random pattern wakes me up again, called mat unit, advised to take pain killers and try to relax for an hour, then call back. Take pain killers, have shower. 8am call back different midwife suggests a bath, I have 2 contractions on that call, she talks me through them, saying they're likely to be braxton hicks. I ask if I can go in to be checked over, I don't mind being sent home.
9.15ish arrive at unit, dh basically carries me in, taken to triage, midwife ends up with my mucus plug on her hand when she checks how far along we are. Says we're going to delivery. They pop ds waters as he's tearing me. My official labour on my notes is 3 minutes as they timed it from waters being burst to him being out.
Sounds traumatic, but it didn't feel it.