30 ish years ago - as a teenager - taken in to hospital ready to be induced the next day (baby 14 days overdue ). Mentioned to midwives that I was feeling some twinges, they tutted, rolled eyes at me and gave me 2 paracetamol and 2 sleeping tablets. I woke 2 hours later and gave birth 40 minutes after that. With no family with me.
Baby no 2: went in to hospital as soon as I felt a twinge for fear of it being even faster. Had baby standing up leaning over bed because midwife didn't believe I was actually having baby
Baby3: baby born an hour and a half after midwives believing I was in labour. I remember apologising for taken so long. I still remember the confused look the midwife gave me
Baby4: induced. Didn't look like anything was happening for aaaaages. Then I could feel it picking up. I remember someone saying that I wasn't progressing so they'd bring forceps in when they'd finished next door. I remember thinking no fucking way!! Baby born 20 mins later. Midwife still unpacking birthing pack at my feet when baby arrived after 3 minutes push time!!
Long story short: no one ever believes me when I'm in labour. On 3 occasions I was in the hospital anyway being assessed / induced or I would have been sent away.
To be honest it was similar when I had a miscarriage. I rang hospital to say that medical miscarriage was beginning to be told leave it a while. I didn't and went anyway and they were horrified at how much blood I was losing. I dread to think if I'd stayed at home according to timescale they advised.