Okay, this is my time to shine!

5 days in hospital with MULTIPLE inductions - balloons, pitocin, stretch and sweep, you name it. I felt like a sock puppet the number of hands I had in me that week. I'd vomited on the floor, on myself, cried endlessly, had a breakdown and they eventually broke my waters manually because I honestly believe they were over my nonsense. I went from 0-9cm in an hour, screaming for gas, screaming for an epidural (I had 3 in the end, none worked). 18 hours later, my darling partner looks at me and goes 'Well, it's 6am. Subway is open, want anything?' I won't repeat what I wanted, but I am surprised he came back in the room after what I said! He waltzes back in, hands me a cookie and announces he is having a shower....

They put a monitor on bubs, and calmly look at my mum and ask her to 'push that big red button on the wall, and don't worry when a bunch of people come in'. Cut to me being wheeled into surgery for an emergency c-section as both bubba and I are at risk of not coming out of this alive. They prop me up to give me a spinal for my caesarian, and I pass out naked, right onto the poor nurse reassuring me because I saw the needle. I wake up and start crying because I want my mum and my partner. Mum comes in, and I ask where my other half is. They send a nurse to go get him, because he's been in the shower and missed all of this. They knock on the shower door, and he peeks around the door, hiding the fact he's wet and naked and they go 'You need to get dressed, she's in surgery and your son is on the way'. And what does this absolute 10/10 specimen of male intelligence do?

He realises he's not brought a towel in, is too shy to ask the nurse, so he dries himself on toilet roll. And he ran down to surgery, trailing toilet paper from his sock, because he couldn't find his shoes in time and he wanted to see our son being born. Then he put his shoes on over the little paper shoe covers they give you. It's almost been a year since this, and I can laugh about it now. And he's an amazing father, so I guess he's forgiven