My waters broke at 3am on the 6th Oct 2006, two days past my due date. I
didn't panic, just changed my clothes and went back to sleep (thankfully I
didn't wet the bed!). Roughly three hours later at 6.20, I woke thinking I
needed to go to the bathroom. Still no pain, just pressure. I didn't even
think I was in labour. After going back and forth between the toilet and bed
a few times, all in the space of 2 or so minutes, I decided to give up and
read a book.

Walking back into my room, I noticed a trail of bright red
blood running down my leg. Even though I was still in no pain, I panicked at the blood. As I was changing AGAIN, I noticed that my baby's head was
already on it's way out. I called my midwife and told her, and she said I
would be fine, and to call her back when my contractions started.
Baby's head was completely out by the time the midwife arrived, after my Mum had stressed to her how important it was that she get there.

My son Carlos was born on my bed at 6.36am on the 6.10.06, without a pain or a push. He was 7lb 3oz. It was a great labour for me. I had earlier told my mum I wanted it filmed, which she did. Throughout the whole tape, I was laughing and joking with everyone around me.

As the labour was so fast, I managed to tear badly and needed alot of stitches, but even that didn't bring me down from my high.

Carlos is now 10 months old, and he's my life. I remember his birth like it
was yesterday, and I would do it all over again!

NB: I will never look at my bed the same way again though! =)