You’re in labour. And you’re on the way to hospital. And there’s a traffic jam.
Just when you realise that yes, you are going to have this baby, RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW, you raise your head between contractions, look out the car windows at streets full of passersby and have one terrifying realisation.
“YouTube. That’s what I was thinking. Social Media… I’m going to have this baby on YouTube.”
That’s Bianca Grant talking. She’s from Adelaide, and this is exactly what happened to her.
Here her story, including why she can never look at pineapple ever again, on This Glorious Mess, here:
She welcomed her second child into the world not surrounded by supportive midwives and cups of ice, but with her feet up on the dash, in the passenger seat of her husband’s ute.
Bianca was overdue, and about to be induced. So the night before her induction date, she ate lots and lots of pineapple, because she’d read somewhere that it brought on labour. And it worked, because the next morning, she was labouring in earnest, and climbing into her husband’s car to get to the hospital and welcome her second child.
“Jeez, this car’s filthy, we should have cleaned it,” thought Bianca as she got into the ute. They set off, and then they hit roadworks on the 10-minute drive to hospital. And then her waters burst. And the car got much, much dirtier.
As time ticked on, Bianca’s husband Stephen got on the phone to the paramedics, who started talking him through what to do. First, get out of the traffic.