The Mrs is in labour!
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The other half is currently in slow labour with our first child (a girl). Sitting here whiling (sp) away the hours waiting for something to happen and trying to put the feeling into words seems really hard. The contractions are currently only 8-10 min apart but theres no point in going into hospital yet because they tell you only to come in at 5 min apart. She's on the sofa at the minute snoring her head off as she's exhausted due to getting no sleep last night and I just wish I could do something to help her. The tens machine seems to be doing the job and the bags packed and in the car ready to go. Kind of feel euphoric at the minute and could quite easily burst into tears of joy, god knows what I'll be like when the baby is delivered!
Good luck fella and enjoy the experience!
Brings back memories of when my daughter was born, I got a call at work to say things had started happening, so I dashed out of the office (only a ten minute fast walk away), and arrived home to find the 1979 Alfasud 1.3ti had decided to rid one of its tyres of all its air. Wouldnt inflate again so needed to put the spare on.
Needless to say with the impending arrival of a nipper panic mode set in and temporarily blinded me - I couldnt find the wheel wrench, couldnt get the jack to work, and even after jacking the car up and undoing the wheel it wouldnt come off - Bit of percussive maintenance with the wheel wrench sorted that...
This probably all happened in the blink of an eye and within minutes we were winging our way to the hospital - 3 hours later nipper arrives and my back was killing me - Not from having changed the tyre and messing around with the jack etc! The now ex had decided she was uncomfortable laying on her back so for those 3 hours of labour I was holding one of her legs in the air whilst she lay on her side puffing on the happy gas
PS. She tried the tens machine, but by the time things got a little more serious she was far more entertained by the gas!
Brings back memories of when my daughter was born, I got a call at work to say things had started happening, so I dashed out of the office (only a ten minute fast walk away), and arrived home to find the 1979 Alfasud 1.3ti had decided to rid one of its tyres of all its air. Wouldnt inflate again so needed to put the spare on.
Needless to say with the impending arrival of a nipper panic mode set in and temporarily blinded me - I couldnt find the wheel wrench, couldnt get the jack to work, and even after jacking the car up and undoing the wheel it wouldnt come off - Bit of percussive maintenance with the wheel wrench sorted that...
This probably all happened in the blink of an eye and within minutes we were winging our way to the hospital - 3 hours later nipper arrives and my back was killing me - Not from having changed the tyre and messing around with the jack etc! The now ex had decided she was uncomfortable laying on her back so for those 3 hours of labour I was holding one of her legs in the air whilst she lay on her side puffing on the happy gas

PS. She tried the tens machine, but by the time things got a little more serious she was far more entertained by the gas!

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