Third Birth - The one where I didn't want to go to hospital.
If you have stuck with me through the pregnancy - most of you lovely people have - you will know that from week nine (yes, the book in) my Midwife had me down for a hospital birth. I had said no, that wasn't going to be happening as I wanted to birth at home - like last time.
Home is my happy place, I'm relaxed, happy and have the people I love around me. One might say - the perfect birth place.
Anyway, as we progressed on we were tested for Gestational Diabetes, I failed. Boohoo. From then on I was told that I wouldn't even be able to labour at home. That I would be started off on week 37, that I could have the most natural birth possible, free to move around, use pool and generally be relaxed just needed a little help in the cervix area.
We got to week 37 and I was told 'See you at week 40 for your induction, the one with the pessary, waters breaking at 1cm and a drip. BYE.'