Do you have a crazy birth story? Like giving birth in a supermarket or a car?

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I love reading other women's birth stories, particularly the crazy, dramatic ones! Stuff like women who have had cryptic pregnancies and don't know they're pregnant, until they go into labour. Or giving birth in a snowstorm and not being able to make it to hospital. Or precipitous labours that end up with delivering a baby in a Tesco carpark.

I've read all the Reddit and mumsnet threads I can find so I'm searching for more, whilst I'm lying around and feeling rotten in my first trimester.

I would share my birth story with my first dd but it was a very very average hospital birth. The most notable occurrence, was being served four miniscule, plain, boiled potatoes for my post-birth meal. Not even butter or salt.

My mum worked in a maternity unit on the welcome desk. A husband called her out to the car park to help to bring his wife in but they were too late. The baby had been born . . . But the mother still had her tights on and her baby had shot down the leg of her tights and was down by her ankle!

Not terribly dramatic here, but I woke early to find my waters were leaking slowly on a day that I was due to go for a hospital antenatal appointment. I was 4 weeks early and being monitored for measuring small.

DH misheard me when I told him about the leaking waters and went to work.

I drove myself to hospital, which was obv daft and very uncomfortable with what I realised were contractions, not braxton hicks.

They monitored me then the consultant asked how I was doing. When I said I was having pains and leaking water he then carried on talking about bringing me in for induction later in the week, until the nurse in the room interrupted to tell him I'd said I was having contractions. Up to the ward I was sent.

It took until early the next day to have DD. Midwife left the room soon after delivery and DH was left with me while I lost a lot in a PPH. Cue running midwives and consultants!

All was well, but is shook dh up.

My husband delivered DS2 at home as the midwife didn’t make it in time. Called for them to come at maybe 8:45 and baby born at 9:15. Things escalated quickly!

Poor DH was on the landline to 999 and his mobile to the midwife unit at the same time, as the ‘Jesus where are you’ call quickly turned into a ‘call 999’ moment but they asked him not to hang up. He picked the wrong way round though as the curly phone cable on the landline that he had clamped under his chin and the umbilical cord got tangled up as he passed me DS2 as he was born, which was a bit awkward.

It was a planned home birth as DS1 had been super fast for a first, so I felt quite chill really.

Within 15 minutes of him arriving, we had first responders, paramedics, and the late running midwives all in the living room, all with nothing to do!

My colleague went for a pregnancy check up and a lady nearly stumbled over the threshold to the hospital and nearly gave birth right there. My colleague gave a sigh of relief thinking thank God that's not me.....

... Yup it very nearly was. Her husband was checking her in and she was trying to get his attention. She had to yell in the end and only just made it into a room but I do believe baby was born on the floor!

Oh there’s a documentary about them - I think it was called I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant. It might be on YouTube for you!

I got to the hospital just in time, midwife examined me in the lift up to the labour ward and told me I’m 10cm’s and to start pushing!

I was convinced when having our second child that I would be sent home so got dh to only pay 1 hour parking. Went inside and it soon became apparent that I wouldn't be going home. Whilst rocking on a big ball, I needed what I thought was a wee. Midwife told me to go into the bathroom and she will be back in a bit. Went the bathroom. Didn't have a wee but had a baby's head arrive whilst seated on the toilet instead. Midwife came back in and got me to waddle to the bed. Just clambered on the bed when baby arrived on the mattress. From parking the car to the baby arriving, it took less than 30 minutes.

Not quite the same, but when I was in labour with my second child, I found being on all fours was a comforting, less painful position. Mil came to look after dc 1, and there I was in this position. I still feel embarrassed to this day (dc now in early twenties, and mil passed away several years ago).

My waters dramatically broke walking down the aisle at my sisters wedding. I stopped, panicked, looked around and then continued walking down the aisle. Only when I reached the end did my husband come and walk me outside through the side entrance. Wedding was halted for a short time for aisle clean up.

my sister has a sense of humour and came and checked on me and I felt fine to go back in and watched my sister walking down the aisle . I then quickly went to the bridal suite to set up some gifts we had all bought for my sister as I really wanted to do it before leaving for the hospital but ended up giving birth in her room.

Not crazy, but very quick.
Dc2 was a planned homebirth as dc1 has had been straightforward and quick for a 1st (2hrs).

I was in bed reading and my waters went at 11.35pm. I shouted to then DH to come upstairs, and phoned the maternity unit who said they'd have a midwife call back, but as I hadn't yet had any contractions it could be some time.
Midwife called back around 5/10 mins later at which point I was having my first contraction so DH answered and I said to tell them that they needed to get here quickly.
After 3 or 4 contractions, which were very close together, I got off the bed for DH to put some bubble wrap on it (we had a big roll of it in preparation).
I thought better just check everything was okay, reached down to check and delivered dc2's head into my hand.
DHs subsequent 999 call was 11.55pm according to his phone. At this point I was sitting on the floor with dc2 in my arms and didn’t really see why he was calling 999.
Paramedics arrived around 15/20 mins later, at the same time as my mum, who DH had called after I phoned the unit so she could be on hand to look after dc1 in case we had to go to hospital.
DH opened the door to them all, and mum panicking, and informed them that we were both fine!

Dc2 will be 20 in January, I still live in the same house and if I look very carefully can see the faint outline of the bloodstain on the carpet from where I sat on the floor holding him after the birth and before anyone arrived.

I'd had two dc already (and that was going to be it!)

I found out on the Monday I was pregnant and had him on the Saturday

Standing up with my hand on my dds door frame,i screamed 'i want to fucking push!' And out he came!(he was very lucky I didnt have him on the loo as id tried to 'go' seconds earlier

He landed on the floor with a bang-head first (I can still see his little purple body 'curl' as he landed)

The whole labour lasted about 7 minutes (most of those with me on the toilet)

Thankfully my mothers friend was staying on my sofa and called my parents and and ambulance (who whisked me off to hospital)

I'd done everything you shouldn't do while pregnant-id been on about 10 rollercoasters the month before,smoked the odd fag,drank loads on odd nights out and eaten God knows how much blue cheese and tuna

He's almost 26 now and has just made me a grandmother

OMG!!!

Gosh! Dream birth right there! I wouldn't stop having babies, if I knew they'd come out with so little fuss haha.

Thank you everyone for sharing your stories!! I really am amazed at what women go through to have babies.

This is my favourite story!

I went into labour in the middle of the day, 3pm and I had 2 other young children. Absolutely no signs what's so ever I was going to have the baby that day, 3 weeks earlier than due date and I had just had a scan that morning. Left to go to the hospital around 4pm as it was my 3rd baby, got to the hospital car park around 5pm, stepped out of the car and my waters broke. A sudden very intense contraction and 2 male police officers rushed to mine and DH's aid as DH had the hospital bag and notes whilst trying to 'help'. 3 very flushed and panicked men ushered me to the labour ward and baby was born 4 minutes later. The officers were just doing a hand over to another midwife and witnessed the whole labour. Not dramatic but for someone who has never committed a crime in their life to have 2 police officers present at the delivery was very odd and will be a funny story to tell baby DS when he's older.

Oh my. Did they carry on with the wedding and reception? Did you give birth during the ceremony or after (obv in the bedroom, not actually in the ceremony) Did you go to hospital or stay?

Precipitois labour runs in families - my mum, sister and me have all fast births from 4 hours to 20 minutes. With my second I woke up 10 days before the due date with one contraction that basically merged into the next and didn't stop. Made it to the hospital by the skin of our teeth because it was the middle of the night. No time for pain relief of any kind. Any other time of day I would have been crowning on a busy town centre street. Should have gone for a planned home birth given the history.

At every appointment during my third trimester with DC2 I told the midwife that the baby was in a funny position but was reassured each time that he was head down. Went for my 40 week appointment with a different midwife who went a bit pale when she palpated me and said 'he's transverse!'.

Sent straight to hospital from the midwife as my first had been a precipitous labour. Booked in for a section the next day, told to hit the emergency button and stick my bum in the air if my waters broke, then left to it. Early hours of the morning I started getting regular period-type pains so went and told the midwives, highlighting that I'd had a previous precipitous birth, I was pretty sure I was going into labour and that this baby was transverse, and they sent me back to bed.

Next morning I told the new shift midwife I was in labour, emphasised previous precipitous labour again...she very reluctantly agreed to examine me and found baby had, thank goodness, turned cephalic overnight and I was 5 cm. "Oh we'll try to find you a bed on the labour ward but they're very busy, it might be a bit of a wait".

I hopped off the bed and in one massive contraction went from 5 to 10 cm and straight through transition 🫠 told the midwife I needed to push and she started flapping about how I couldn't because I was only 5 cm. Fortunately she got it together and sprinted me down to the labour ward while I basically held DS2 in so he wasn't born in the lift. As soon as I was in the labour room he was born in two pushes.

All's well that ends well but I felt so un-listened to by every midwife I encountered because my pregnancy/labour didn't fit their expectations.

Not my story, but someone gave birth on a hospital escalator while I was at an appointment. I saw the midwives discussing it after rushing out to help and the escalator cordoned off afterwards.

Yes my sisters wedding went ahead once she has checked on me. I went back into the ceremony and sat on the alter (her request) watched her get married then I was in a few photographs and then my sister and her DH went for their photographs and I snuck away to the bridal suite to set up and then baby decided to make an appearance. Luckily DH came to check on me after I was gone for 10 minutes. I had no phone on me thanks to a dress with no pockets.

DH called the midwife and two came but Baby was here before they arrived. They did some checks and I fed the baby. My sister had our food sent up to the room and we watched the speeches on FaceTime from the room. The midwives left and I got showered avoiding wetting my hair and got changed and we all went down for the party.

the venue were amazing and set up a cot for us even though we co slept that night and I had my hospital stuff and baby clothes etc in the boot of the car as my due date was 3 days away. Although in the monring we did go straight to the hospital as I was paranoid something must be wrong but baby was completely fine.

I gave birth in the street outside my house.

Aww lovely thread, I love birth stories.

Mine not too dramatic but I thought it funny that I bought a birth pool and all the kit, and didn’t get near it in two labours. DC1, DH filled it lovingly, got the fairy lights and music on etc, but labour was so slow and stop start that I was advised not to get in. I also spent much of my time in the bathroom and my bedroom rather than the pretty lounge. In the end he partially emptied and refilled 3 times over the 48hrs of labour, and I never got in, had to transfer to hospital.

DC2 was the total opposite, he was off trying to fill the pool when I dropped to all fours in spare room and decided I couldn’t move, that labour was 2hrs from start to finish and midwives only just made it.

Hope you get a lovely and smooth experience op!

Not me but my mum. My elder sister was born in a layby during the winter of 1963, she was in an ambulance so it could have been worse. If that wasn't crazy enough my actual place of birth is " lift 3 between floors 4&5 at X hospital". Should anyone be watching a soap/drama where the child is born on Christmas day, in a lift don't say "that never happens" because the ghost of my mum will haunt you with the words "yes it bloody well does!" 😅

Not a birth story as such, because it turned out to just be Braxton Hicks, but we ran out of petrol on the way to the hospital! DH had strict instructions to keep the tank topped up after that!