As I've mentioned a time or two... I'm a mother of five. Boy, girl, girl, girl, boy! Number One Son is 18, Miss Thing is 16, Space Fairy is 12 and The Wee Weapons, Lady Baby and Boy Child, are 7 in February. It seems only fair to tell you of my own birth experiences.
Early in the morning I got a call from my lady. Her waters had gone. It was 6.30am. Okay, being on call over Christmas brings the risk of having to work on Christmas Day, but it looked like all was okay and that I was going to squeeze the birth in by the skin of my teeth. I cancelled the back up Doula, grabbed my bag and was good to go.