We are slowly trying to get in a routine, despite Eva not knowing the difference between night and day. It was good timing to have her at the start of the school holidays so I have Chris home for the two weeks. It was not good timing having her on that particular day.
We were in Yallingup all ready for Matt and Ali's wedding. I had been to the day spa with Ali the day before and had my toe-nails done - they had avoided touching the rest of my feet so they didn't bring labour on, I had a new (very large) dress and Mum and Dad were there to help with the girls so we had a night out without them.
We were having breakfast and I was meant to go and get my hair and make-up done about 9. By about 8.30 I had decided that this was not going to happen and told Chris he wasn't going to be able to play golf that morning. We went to tell Ali that I wouldn't be coming. Luckily she is such an easy going person and dealt with the news so well and we headed to Bunbury to the hospital.
I am seriously impressed with anyone that manages to have a baby without drugs of any time. Eva was posterior facing and I have heard that it is a bit more painful, but I was still nearly screaming for an epidural, which made everything bearable. I wasn't too stressed about whether I had a C-section or a not, but I am glad the doctor was all for trying a VBAC. It nearly ended in a C-section as she hadn't turned and I was so disappointed at the thought and so relieved when he said he would try and turn her with the forceps. So that is what he did and then she was out. It was so nice this time to hold her straight away. I didn't even see Amelia when she was born until that night and only had a passing glimpse at Grace as they whisked her away. It was really nice to have time with just Chris and Eva and to wake up that night knowing she was just next to me.
I still don't have any pictures of the girls in their flower girl dresses from the wedding, but I have heard they did a fantastic job and were perfectly behaved the whole day and the wedding was fantastic. That is one wedding anniversary I won't forget.
I am sure I had the prettiest toe-nails in the hospital.