dot has phoned from her bed to instruct me to post, so here goes.
She was induced on Thursday afternoon, fully expecting the first dose of prostin to do nothing, as per Miriam. So imagine our shock when she seemed to pass immediately into the throes of labour.
Taken upstairs to delivery pretty speedily when the baby's heartrate dropped, and given Entonox, which she made good use of, despite waving it around between contractions and shouting about how rubbish it was (dot turned scarily, and yet magnificently, stroppy until they epidural-ed her, and has spent the rest of her stay in hospital apologising to every midwife who had the misfortune to be shouted at by her!)
Anyway, contractions never really got big enough or regular enough, cervix didn't dilate past about 2-3cm and the baby's heartrate kept dipping temporarily, so in the end they took her to theatre and did a section. He was a boy weighing 8lbs 7oz and, unlike ds1, appears to like being sung to (I got through the whole of "Thunder Road" twice before dot was finally wheeled out of the theatre). ds1 says "please stop" as soon as we utter a note, but maybe we can brainwash ds2 while he's still mute...