Morning All! 
This is going to be a very selfish post all about me and Daisy, so apologies in advance, it's not that I don't care about the rest of you but I have a PFB snoozing next to me!!
So, all is fine, she is absolutely tiny compared to prediction though, even allowing for being over 2 weeks early she's on the 7th percentile rather than being bang on 50th which is what all the scans had said.
It looks like it was the right thing to do to coax her out early though - my BP was still going higher, she obviously wasn't growing properly any more, and after 5 of induction gel pessaries I started bleeding huge clots of something, so they broke my waters and started me on the drip that got us up to 4 cm pretty quickly but her heart rate kept dipping below 100 for a minute or so at a time. A fetal blood sample from the top of her head showed borderline oxygen levels - one of the three samples were bang on the critical level, one above and one below. At which point I was given the choice of carrying on labour (which was officially progressing well at that stage) but risking crash section if her heart rate kept misbehaving, or going for semi-planned section with 15 minute warning before she got too far down. Also found out at that point that she was back to back as well... So we went for the section!
Which ended up under GA as epidural by that point was working perfectly down one side and not at all on the other. Which was very odd to hear as I'd had virtually no contraction pain at all, so had assumed it was working perfectly. They tried for about ten mins to get a spinal in, but apparently there was a ligament in the wrong place so eventually they stopped the stabby acupuncture on my back and knocked me out 
Next I know DP is waving a tiny baby at me! So he got first cuddles and first feed before I'd even woken up (he says I did open my eyes and whinge about being too asleep to see everything - so he put my glasses back on - and then I whinged about being told to close my eyes again because I didn't want to miss anything, but that must have been a good half hour before I actually woke up!!). Apparently I lost a bit more blood than normal (1.4 litres) but didn't need transfusion and felt much perkier once they'd actually turned on the saline drip and not just hung it next to me!!
So all is wonderful. And all of yesterday's dramas forgotten
. Apparently she is feeding and pooing beautifully and everyone is happy with her
(especially me) 
Thanks for all the congrats and good wishes 