After a sweep on Friday and angsting on here about being induced tonight, little Eliza arrived pretty much by herself on Saturday morning at 10.08 after a short and ouchy labour of 2.5 hours.
She's a dainty 6lb 13 oz but she felt a lot bigger at the time! Speed of exit meant I had to have some stitches and there was a bit of drama when the placenta didn't come out with the cord. But the thoughts - infection, operation, gangrene, etc - meant I managed to push it out by myself a little later.
Home by 18.00 that night in time for champagne (well, fizzy wine) and the Eurovision Song Contest. What a perfect day