[BIRTH STORY] Part 5. (But first I forgot to share a funny moment from when we arrived at the hospital- it was pouring rain, Terry had to ran over and pay for parking while I got inside and out of the rain as fast as I could. I was wearing my slippery thongs- flip flops if any of you aren’t Australian 😂 and was obviously in pain, so I couldn’t really run. I hobbled towards the door as fast as I could, and then my thong broke!! A lady walking past stopped to laugh and remark on my broken thong and I had a contraction at exactly the same time 😂 I probably just looked really rude as I ignored her, picked up my thong and slowly walked away. So awks!) Anyway- I didn’t notice any difference in contractions after the drip started, but they were already getting very intense on their own. I stayed standing up most of the time and leaned on Terry through each contraction. They were about 3 minutes apart when the drip started, about an hour after arriving at the hospital. I didn’t pay much attention to the timing of them after that, but before long they were just one on top of the next, and much more intense than my first labour had been. I eventually asked for gas, and was SO glad when I did! I didn’t find it did much for the pain, but the tipsy feeling was a nice distraction 💁🏼♀️ I was feeling pretty intense pressure like I wanted to push for awhile, but I hadn’t been in active labour long and no one had even checked how dilated I was, so I just kept getting through each contraction. There was a student midwife in the room, and her and the other midwife were amazing. They really kept their distance and just let me do whatever I wanted. I was attached to a monitor and a drip, but was able to move around and do what I needed to do, it was so much different than my first birth! At some point I got on my knees, Terry sat on the bed and I just laid my head on his leg and held onto his jumper through each contraction.