Baby girl Pippa arrived at 2.15 this morning after a bit of a marathon labour. 7lbs 7, tiny tear for me but nothing of note. They dithered about suturing, but did in the end. Not a bad labour (got right through to pushing stage in birth pool with only paracetamol, g and a just didn't work for me at all), but v long and knackering. Officially 24 hours of established labour, but took me basically 48 hours to get to 4cm. Argh. No induction - they broke my waters yesterday afternoon, which was the right decision. My doula was amazing, worth every penny. There's some annoying parts to the whole story which I'll type out when I'm not on my phone, but otherwise a really positive experience. Now the breastfeeding hell begins!
Congratulations to anyone who got through it all while I was mooing in the bath.