|Do you think he's going to be tall??|
It was very early, 2.11am when I woke up to realise my waters had broken. I put a maternity pad on, then crept back to bed thinking I could get some more sleep. Then, gush! Back to the bathroom for another maternity pad. I was just lying down again, being careful not to wake Hubby Cuggles who I knew would turn every light in the house on and start ringing people. Hubby stirs, with one eye open he asks if I'm ok. When I tell him he sits bolt upright but I convince him to lie down with me thinking it might be hours yet.
A few minutes later at exactly 2.31am I get the first labour pain, 3 minutes later the next one and the next one. They were serious contractions too, there would be no hanging around under the shower at home or pacing the floor. Hubby springs into action. He goes to call the hospital and the people looking after our toddler. He then comes back to ask 'before I ring are you sure your water has broken?'. I was incredulous. 'YES! GO AND RING THEM NOW!!'. I could have drop kicked him.