Morning all
Going to have to do a vague wave and send big hugs to those in need, esp CWest.
First night was eventful with DS2 awake and shouty from 9pm-3am, which seriously disturbed poor little DS1. Not much sleep had. Still, bumpy road ahead but not insurmountable. Right?!
Birth story for anyone interested!
Woke at 1am needing a wee, got back into bed and the 1st contraction hit. Immediately they were coming every 5mins and lasting up to a min, but very manageable. Went downstairs, mumsnetted, faffed, weed A LOT and finally between 4-5 dozed fitfully (in 4 min intervals
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DH woke at 6, had a shower and we called midwife. Because of my last experience they sent someone out straight away, which was such a relief. By this time the contractions were getting stronger but still same regularity.
Yesterday was one of DS1's usual days with his childminder, thank God, so DH took him at 7.15 - usual time. At 9ish the midwives swapped over and I cried a lot because the change freaked me out a bit.
At this point I hit the gas and air and things started to get tougher. I was lying on my left side, just like with DS1, but found it really helpful to tap on the wall with my knuckles during contractions. By the end I was nearly putting my fist through it - neighbours must've thought it was a strange time for renovations. The contractions were pretty much continuous by this point and my whole body shook right before they started.
I can't say enough good things about my midwife. She didn't ring for a 2nd midwife which is technically possibly naughty? -as she was on the ball and was always one step ahead of me - but she's very highly experienced and I think prefers to work alone. She had a student with her who was lovely but quite laid back and ditzy. Entertaining at least 
Babypaving decided to arrive in superman pose, with his fist next to his (enormous) head. She managed me very carefully and clearly while I gnashed on the G&A mouthpiece, mooed and shouted "nooooooooo I can't do it" a lot. No idea what she was up to "down there" but it felt weird and whatever it was it worked - not a single tear or even graze. When she told me that I wept with relief because my recovery took months last time. I wanted to marry her and may have said as much.
Although she did initially call DS2 "she" which was a bit confusing. But he HAS NO TONGUE TIE - thank fuck!! Seriously!
He is very gorgeous and latching decently - not brilliantly (ouch, but my left nipple is flat and had same probs with DS1) - and fed a lot last night. He's been asleep for quite a while now so should prob wake up to feed - God I've so forgotten what to do with a floppy snuffly newborn! The SMELL though - it's just AMAZING
DS1 is being a trooper and I just want to cry when I look at him because he's so wonderful and I feel quite divided
Want to spend all my time with both of them and I can't, it's hard. God knows what kind of mess I'll be in when my milk comes in 
My tummy is all baggy and saggy and I can pretty much sling it over my shoulder.
DH is being amazing. Absolutely amazing. I luffs him.
Ok I'm obviously still a bit high on hormones and adrenaline so I'll stop there! But can I just say, official like: I AM NEVER DOING THAT AGAIN. 2 kids is enough for me!!!!