Here's mine, coincidentally posted on our PN thread yesterday so just copied and pasted below:
Waters went (trickle) at 7.30, so DH was home and I got him to do the school runs at 8.30 while I phoned the hospital. Went along to the hospital to get checked (stopped off for magazines on the way) - all fine on the scan, small contractions, nothing imminent - they said I could stay or go as I wanted. Decided to stay, to save the shall-I-shan't I go in decisions later. They showed me to a bed in the AN ward, then DH and I wandered off about 12.30 to the hospital cafe for lunch. Lovely until I stood up - waters gushed down my leg blush Scuttled back to ward holding coat round my waist while DH went to car to get spare trousers and rest of hospital bag stuff as I figured I wouldn't be going anywhere now!
Contractions still OK - I'd basically not sat down on the bed, and spent all day walking up and down the ward (they should pin novels on the wall, page by page - must have read the MRSA poster a thousand times!)
4.00 DH went round to his sister's to see DD2 as she'd picked her up from school (DD1 hadn't started back at school yet and was at her dad's till the next day) - he brought her in to see me together with my mum who was going back to ours to look after DD2. When they left at 6 I told DH to come back and put the TENS on as it was getting uncomfortable now.
6.30 - DH back, TENS on, getting painful. Tried watching Gok on the telly but finding it hard to concentrate.
8.30 - bleeugh - threw up - knew it must be getting close as did this last time. Painful now, MW came round and said that the shift change was due at 9, could I hold on 10 mins? Then looked at me and said, Actually let's go now!
9.00 - in labour room, kneeling on bed holding the headboard bit - MW gave me the gas and air, I made some grunt which DH translated for them as "she likes the mask not the mouthpiece" (bless him for remembering)
9.34 DD3 born.
Was absolutely wonderful - I asked MW if I could go home and she said OK if I came back for the doctor's check in the morning. So I gave DD3 her first BF, texted everyone (!), she dozed off, DH held her for a bit, I had a shower (luckily got the ensuite room). The MW was so lovely - she dimmed the lights and left us while she filled out the paperwork next door. I was home by midnight, mum was waiting up for us as I'd called to say we were coming home. Next morning was brilliant as when DD2 woke up, DH brought her in to see the new baby. I'm welling up as I write this now...