At 41+5 days I made the big decision to have an induction. I was fully informed and educated about my choice. We went in and got the pessary and then once babies heartbeat was okay we signed ourselves out and had a wonderful 24 hours at home with our other son, Tommy. The next day we went in around 4pm and was slowly dilating but no contractions and I felt nothing so we did a second pessary. I managed to go to sleep around midnight and had a full six hours but was woken at 6am to a niggle feeling but mostly needing a wee. I then had a check, was around 4cms, around 7am (plus a sweep) and found I had to stand up all of a sudden. From then on I stood! It was bang on 7.13am that I remember the surges coming on suddenly. I was told to sit down but I couldn’t my body just needed to stand, to move, to get him into the right position. Oh did I mention at this point my amazing doula @tamaracianfini walked in like a night in shining armour demanding I get a labour room (I was on the ward). Between then and when Charlie was born the most significant thing was that my hypnobirthing totally anchored me to my husband. He had to be near me, his hand on me, talking to me and that kept me free of pain. I’m not going to lie the surges were intense, so intense I started to have no breaks in between. I couldn’t sit I had to stand and my position was leaning over the bed while Tamara held a scarf in front of me so my hands could grip it and she could grip the other side for stability. It meant I could flop my head on the bed to rest when I could. When it came to it all I remember is roaring him out. He came out so quick the midwife dropped him he was fine there was a lovely thick mat underneath but he came out perfect. He made his entrance! I couldn’t believe I had birthed a 10.10lbs baby I think the whole room was in shock for a while but I was just so glad he was finally here at exactly 42 weeks at 11.11am. The angels were watching over us...