DP's a train driver and he started about 4am.

About an hour later I started having pains but they were pretty minor and far apart. So I actually called the hospital first and said, "what d'you reckon cos DP's about 3 hours away and I don't want to get him racing back if it's going to take all day."

He was very calm and came back later that day to take me to the ob appointment who said I was about 2cm dilated.

Anyhow, DP suggested that he go on a different roster which would mean he'd only be 20 minutes away.

Next morning my waters broke. So we went to the hospital but still not much happening. Ob said I could go home but to come back the following day. So I sent DP to work while I tried to chill.

By the next morning after having very little sleep for three nights and contractions all over the shop, I'd completely had enough so woke DP up at 4am and told him to take me to hospital because I was sick of sitting around (or rolling around to be more exact and shuffling around for wheat packs in between trying to time contractions) at home.

DD still took another 10 hours to arrive but she was posterior.

DP was VERY happy with the delivery room as it gave him an excellent view of the tram tracks and he even found time to pop out and take a few snaps! He's a freak.