LMAO! I love this thread!
One in there I did..With my first I had the argument with the middie about having to go do a number 2. "I need to go to the loo" - Middie:"No you don't honey, thats your baby" - Me: "No.. I gotta poo"
So they finally get me back on my back as I had been trying to climb off it to go to the toilet - I am completely wiped out by the gas - it did nothing at all for the pain, but I was like a stoner or something - anyway, they convince me that they should break my waters at long last and I figure what the hell by now, I'm high on gas... and I remember I felt the gush and said "see... told you I needed to go"
With Lyta I had a short midwife with short fingers and she wanted to check how far I was.. But it was tking her ages to find my cervix because its so high and up the back.. she couldnt reach it basically.. "Where do I order a tall skinny midwife?"
And the best for last, I just pushed Harry out and my first words were "Oh thank f*&$ thats over"

