I was in the most comfortable place I could find, contractions were regular and close together...I was on the loo! I felt a 'pop' (hee, hee, that's two of us who actually 'popped'!), told DP to call the FBC and from there on in I was in transition. Got there and sat on the toilet, trying not to bear down until given 'permission' by the midwife...who said to just do what I felt like doing, which was to breathe out that kid. I can still remember the feeling in my face as I made a surprised expression at DP during the 'pop'!