35+3 DT1 LOA and DT2 breach.
Went into labour gradually from 2am, contractions every 3 mins from 4am. No waters breaking as expected (happened with DC1 and was told it was almost a dead cert with twins). Told by the 'senior midwife' on the phone to the hospital to wait until 9am, refused and told them the doctor I had seen the day before said to come in on the first contraction and I was coming in. Had to interrupt pre-labour poo to argue with her. Got in 5.30am.
Given internal by junior doctor on instructions of registrar (in bed) waters broken, needle put in arm ('in case they needed to speed things up') and monitor put on DT1's head. Junior doctor was sat on the bed in the way when he broke waters
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Went to the loo about 7am to give the urine sample I had failed to do earlier and sort of though it might be a good idea to finish poo of
. Had a contraction that was totally painless
went and did small wee. Whilst I was trying to work out the logistics of removing the cardboard toilet wee sample thing from the toilet without having to bend down anywhere, I got the most almighty contraction and it truly felt like the whole of my insides were falling out my bottom. I couldn't get out because it kept happening, then DH arrived with midwife and they got me back to the bed where they could see DD's head so the midwife flew off for rubber gloves and reinforcements and left me with DH. I didn't know what was hurting by that stage, but DH said he could see the head and it was nearly out, so it would soon be over. So I was able to breathe through it with the gas and air. Midwife came back and told me to push but I just kept breathing through it and DD came out by herself.
Then there was a mad dash to the delivery room on the other side of the ward where they nearly forgot to detach me from the monitors and tried to pull them along with the bed.
Then I had to get on the delivery table, legs up, registrar appeared from nowhere and felt DT2 (rather roughly) stuck needle in leg and whizzed off to the instruments at the other end of the room and told me to push from there when I said it was all starting up again. I pushed a few times. DH was told to move to the other side of the bed and passed the business end. He told the midwives (who were busy and not looking) that he could see the head. Midwife yelled 'its crowning'. I thought 'OH Fuck, the baby is hanging over the abyss by its head', and stopped pushing. Registrar said there was nothing for her to do and promptly left and the two midwives did the rest with the Junior doctor nursing DD1 like it was his first baby (I expect it was his first twin delivery). DD2 had turned and came out head first. Such a clever baby - perfect from the word go 
The rest of it went pretty much the same as if it was one. It was a bit like a car crash tbh, but fortunately DDs were fine and had perfect scores. In hindsight, there were hilarious moments. I never made it to their special delivery room next to the theatres and did not get anywhere near the epidural they insisted was necessary and not optional when I tried to discuss what would happen. No stitches and no PPH this time. The perfect birth - but it did not seem like it at the time.
DD1 had trouble with sticky lungs, so they had to go up to SCBU and they stayed there for 15 days, but that is another story.