Oh no cluds that's awful x
Congratulations patito! That sounds like my ideal delivery!
A bit of a long post I'm afraid...!
Ok, carrying on from Monday night, everything fizzled out. I got more squeezes on Tuesday night, but they dropped off after having a warm bath.
Then yesterday DS went back to school (DH took him to give me a lie in :) ), and I picked him up... I started getting squeezes waddling from the car to the playground. They didn't let up, and got stronger as I drove home. Took me 5 mins to psyche up the energy to get out of the car! Then, I had regular, strong, gradually increasing contractions from then on!
DH came home from work a bit early just in case this is it and Becky my doula came over about an hour later. Midwife came over about the same time as Becky, just to check what was happening. Seeing that Fidget wasn't making an immediate appearance, she popped to the hospital to get gas and air, and other bits, then stayed on call, checking in every couple of hours (she lives a 2 min drive from me - bonus!). But by 9pm, there was no increase in intensity, so she did an exam and found I'm about 2cm dilated 
So she said to try and sleep, and see what happens over night. She said it was 50/50 as to which way it would go. Lying down, they stopped, but I got up for a pee about 3.30, and they kicked straight back in again, but not as frequently. I tossed and turned for about an hour, to see if certain positions triggered more than others. Nope. Nada. Grr!
Whenever I get up and move around, I feel odd ones kicking off here and there, but nothing regular until later in the day. Sigh. I'm getting a little annoyed, and quite apprehensive now. I want to meet Fidget, but I'm a teeny bit worried about coping. Both Becky and DH are begging me to stay positive, and I'm trying, but I keep getting flash-backs to DS's birth and how out of control I felt, and unable to cope. I know we've coped with a baby before, and I know we've done what we can to put the infrastructure in place to make everything easier this time, but I still have this niggle...
And I'm worried about my waters breaking. How much mess will it make? Will they trickle, or gush? Will I register that they've gone, in time to crate the dogs/phone DH/phone Becky/phone midwife/arrange who's looking after DS?
In so many ways this birth feels like it's my first, and in some ways it is. I didn't go through any of this with DS, and I'm feeling slightly panicky about the whole process. :( 