it's a regular mantra, but i never thought it would lead to me lying here in a hospital bed at the southern general (glasgie) as i get induced. surely mother nature would ensure that if i went naturally the first time (4 hours - boom!) that this one should be the same.
not so. here i am, pessary course completed last night and next stage imminent. 12 days over.
the ward is as i remembered. grotty. (bathroom out of order, curtains hanging off, though i do have the luxury of a table in my cell...not everyone gets one of those) and they're apparently very busy. i have heard from a few midwives that 2013 is a baby boom of a year, the royal family bolstering everyone's need to procreate, along with the recession blah blah. so i'm competing with my fellow mums for first off the mark. but who knows the long and short of this - my friend, who was induced for each of her three, confirms that each one was different, not one labour being the same duration.
the usual double standard rules apply - csections are allows in from 7am with partners whilst the rest of us labouring in agony are restricted to seeing partners during visiting hours only - so keep your fingers and toes crossed its a speedy one and i'll be down in the luxurious new labour suites shortly.
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