Gill’s lit­tle girl clearly didn’t want to be born in a hos­pi­tal...

Pick Me Up! Special - - Real Life Shattering - Gill Wool­s­ten­croft, 24, Droyls­den, Manch­ester

Ly­ing on the sofa watch­ing The Dark Knight, I felt like a beached whale. It was Fe­bru­ary 2016, and I was nine months and four days preg­nant, feel­ing ready to burst!

‘Come on lit­tle one, it’s time to come out now’, I whis­pered.

On ma­ter­nity leave from my job as a sup­port worker, I’d tried hot cur­ries, hot baths, pineap­ple… ev­ery old wives’ tale in the book.

But this lit­tle mite was clearly very stub­born – even be­fore she was born!

My part­ner Scott Robin­son, 26, had put the film on to take my mind off my back pain. It wasn’t work­ing, though. At last, at 11.30pm, my con­trac­tions had started…

By 1am I called our mid­wife at St Mary’s Hos­pi­tal, Manch­ester. ‘What shall I do?’ I asked. ‘If your con­trac­tions are only six min­utes apart and last­ing 30 sec­onds, then you should stay at

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