Sorry guys totally dropped off the face of the earth - signal rubbish and only got home from hospital last night. Will freely admit to severe disorientation and can only apologise for not passing on appropriate congratulations etc on here.
Baby elizabeth arrived at 02.52 on the 5th. All in all I have been extremely lucky and things happened very quickly.
Went for induction - pessary at 8pm. DH had to go home as on antenatal ward but I didn't expect to see much action anyway. Starting contracting at about 11.30. Strong and 5-6 minutes apart.
I updated midwives, took 2 paracetamol and put TENS on. Things ramped up quickly but midwife felt bump during a contraction and said it wasn't a strong one so not to worry.
Think I was too nice. Have always worried may be soft so I accepted was just struggling with contractions. Ended up in loo with 3 minute contractions and unable to get out to ask for help but too polite to pull emergency cord.
Managed to get out. Thought process was "if I am this bad in first stage I need an epidural - I can't do this"
Made it 2 steps from loo. Put myself on floor and declared "I don't think I'm coping very well"
From that point on it was great fun. 3 panicking midwives (my one on her break) - one said "I'm not sure about not coping" - examined me and 9cm
Gave me gas and air. Wanted to push. They had to run me round to delivery while I phoned DH to come in while mooing like a cow. My god that urge to push is overwhelming!
DH made it about 15 minutes before she arrived. I pushed her out with gas and air. Not even slightly how I imagined but learned a lot about myself and it felt amazing.
Had retained placenta so couldn't donate cord blood and went to theatre. All going well now though. Exhausted as about 2 hours sleep in 50 odd hours - DH was fantastic last night as she is cluster feeding and I kept dropping off. He was the watchman to stop me suffocating her.
I am still buzzing. This mummy thing was worth the wait :)