I still need to write my birth story - guess I could now whilst LO is feeding 
I'd been on a hypnobirthing course all day, got home and had left over curry from night before, started getting some cramps. Didn't think much of it as was only 36 weeks and it couldn't be labour! They became fairly consistent, when I started timing they were six mins apart, still though it wasn't real and was maybe false labour that you hear about.
At 8pm I decided I better pack a hospital bag, I was trying to tempt fate believing that if I packed one I wouldn't need it, things slowly got more intense, at 9pm I decided to ring hospital, I'm still not convinced I'm in labour
they advise to have a bath and call back in an hour. Bath eased things a bit, no longer were the cramps so intense but the moment I came out things ramped up a bit. I rang hospital back who advised me that I could come in to be monitored. I was adamant that I didn't want to go in to be sent home again, so said I would stay at home and see how I went. It's gone 10pm now, I decide to try and go to bed but not before I put a water proof mattress on the bed in case waters broke - we had a brand new mattress I didn't want to ruin! Still don't think I'm in labour. With every contraction I feel like I'm wetting myself - this was the beginning of my waters going, I'm now going from bed to toilet and back, cramps/contractions getting more intense. Around 11pm I tell DH that we should go to hospital. They say you know when to go and that definetley rand true for me.
It took about 30 mins to get me to car, DH was doing practical stuff like leaving food for cat, sign for car that we were in labour, towel on seat etc I was just trying to get through each contraction. Got to hospital just before midnight, my waters have totally gone now, in car I timed contractions to be every three mins. Taken to be assessed, I lost my shit with DH at this point, I think it's what they call transition! Next thing I'm taken to delivery room and I'm ready to push. I'm still struggling to believe this is real! The next 90 mins are a bit of a blur, I'm pushing, DH is giving me water to sip between pushes, at one point they wanted to help him out with a suction thingy on his head, I didn't want this and asked all sorts of questions to try and delay. The best I can describe pushing is like trying to have a huge poo, once I got over the fact that I wasn't going to shit myself I was able to fully commit to the pushes.
I could feel the head and at this point they say they want to cut me, I'm pretty exhausted now and went with it, a few more pushes and he was here and put straight to my chest. I had injection for placenta as they wanted to get me stitched up and delivered that a few mins later.
Only afterwards did I realise that I didn't get any drugs - was quite disappointed not to have tried gas and air. It was all so quick, 90 mins after arriving at hospital fully dilated he was born.
He weighed 6lb 1 which for 4 weeks early was good. Had 5 days in hospital which really helped me bond and get to know what to do! I'll forever be grateful for this time.
He's now two weeks old and I'm totally in love, it's tough and I'm knackered but he's worth it 