Apparently during labour I was pretty much silent the whole time, except for one moment where I looked up at my sister and said 'God bless this gas'.

And apparently they took it off me at one stage to put the fetal heart monitor on and I am told that I literally climbed the bed and grabbed it back, glared at the doctor without speaking and went back to sucking.

I will NOT be letting DH near it, he's inappropriate with his humour at the best of times.