The plan was a home birth. Rachel wanted a hands-off approach with minimum interventions, so my job was to support that. We bought a birthing pool, got a doula, Janine, and I did loads of reading up. Not those useless ‘dad’ books but more medical stuff - I wanted to understand what Rachel and the baby were going through.
When the first signs of labour started on the Wednesday evening, we stayed at home and tried to relax. As the contractions got stronger we set up the birthing pool in the kitchen and called the doula and the midwife. They arrived early Thursday morning. It was all going well until the midwife spotted a few signs she wasn’t happy with and, just like that, everything changed.