8th February 2012.


I hear Mummy telling Daddy that she has spent all night using visualisations and positive thinking to tell herself and me that I have to be born in hospital so she is going to accept it, and use the power of the mind to kickstart labour. I think it sounds like hippy crap and sure Daddy does too but sure enough a few hours later I find myself getting squashed periodically. Daddy says it might have more to do with Mummy walking up and down stairs all day at hospital, I'm not sure all I know is my head is getting more and more squashed and there's not a lot of room to move now!

By evening time I am getting squashed about once every 5 minutes, I hear Mummy getting upset that she doesn't want inducing and she's going to have me herself without them interfering with her. At 9pm a midwife poked me on the head and told Mummy that she doesn't need inducing because I am going to come really soon anyway - apparently it is 4cm, this is good so we go for another walk up and down the hospital stairs and my head gets jogged down even tighter.

Mummy and Daddy spent until midnight watching Fawlty Towers which made them laugh but then Daddy was made to go home which made Mummy sad again. However Mummy said she was very happy she was going to see me soon and was surprised she wasn't hurting more - though from the zinging I was feeling through her back I'd say her TENS machine was quite high. Mummy was listening to her ipod and said the contractions were once every song - I couldn't hear the music but I was definitely getting very squashed, very regularly!

Unfortunately at 2am there was a new crying baby on the ward and all of a sudden the voices who'd said Mummy was OK to be alone with me decided that actually Mummy and possibly I was in danger and we had to go up to labour ward, we weren't even allowed to wait for Daddy to arrive. Mummy was very angry shouting at a new voice and saying she did not want to be induced and she was fed up of being treated like a piece of meat on a conveyor belt, unfortunately when Mummy got angry the squeezing stopped and after an hour of nothing happening (apart from Mummy shouting and swearing and saying very nasty things about the NHS to the poor lady who was just trying to do her job) they bullied Mummy into having her waters broken, at least Daddy arrived just in time.