Two hours have passed and I'm really starting to think we should be heading to the hospital.

"Right, Gidge – that's ten minutes apart, I think we should go now, I mean, I've done a lot of crazy shit in my time but delivering a baby – not one of them." 'Thank god' I think to myself.

"Okay Franky, they're lasting longer as well so I think that's a good idea. Phone Dr Cooper, let her know we're on our way and grab the bag from the nursery."

I rush to the nursery to fetch the bag, but can't help myself when I look around the room – I start to feel quiet emotional when I think the next time I stand in here will be with either my son or daughter. However, my daydreaming is cut short and I snap back to attention when I hear Bridget scream for me.

"Franky! My water just broke! Hurry please." Oh shit, definitely the hospital now, thank God I listened to Marcus and came home when I did.

BRIDGET POV

I have just been admitted to the hospital and we're waiting for Dr Cooper to come and check on my progress.

"Hi mummies! How is it going in here then?" She is far too cheery for me right now.

"I've been better, you need to give me some good news, please tell me this will be over soon!" I literally plead with Dr Cooper.

"Well no promises, let me check you and see how you are doing." I look to Franky, it's clear she's nervous about all this as well, but at least she's not the one who's pushing out a small person from their body.

"Wow, okay Bridget, you're already at 8cm, this little one is clearly very keen to meet you both." Well this seems to be going fast, its only 12.30, that means that very first pain during the night was only eight hours ago.

"How long before we get to the pushing stage then Doc?" Franky asks, straight to the point as usual.

"In my experience, I would say no longer than an hour or two on average, you're making progress very fast for your first child Bridget."

"Oww Franky, another one!" I reach and grab Franky's hand tight as another contraction takes over my body.

"Just breathe baby, you're doing so good."

"It hurts so much – whoever said no drugs was a good idea, is a fucking idiot!"

"Do you want pain relief now honey?"

"No, it's okay I've come this far, I'll deal with it."

Another hour passes, Dr Cooper has just checked me and announced that I'm at 10cm so can start to push.

"Come on Gidge, you can do it, push down. That's it, just like that." I'm using Franky's hand to squeeze – I might break it I'm crushing it so hard. She has my leg held up to my chest and a nurse holds the other as I continue to push.

"I can't do it Franky, it's too much – I'm so tired."

"You can do it baby, come on – a few more big pushes and Peanut will be here." As another contraction hits, I push again.

"Okay Bridget, nice and easy, baby's head is coming, looks like we have some hair!" That gives me a bit of encouragement to keep going, and I give it all I can.

"Okay, head is out, on the next contraction, I'll deliver the shoulders then that will be the worst over with, okay?" I nod as I wait for the next one to come.

"I love you Bridget, so much." Franky is crying now and so am I.

"Love you tooo-ahh" Another contraction hits as I speak.

"That's it Bridget, bear down, another big push and baby will be here." I push down with everything I have, and then we hear it. I turn to look at Franky, who's staring right at me.

"You did it Gidge, you did it! I'm so proud of you!"

"Franky, do you want to cut the umbilical cord? Then you can show this baby's other mummy if they're a boy or girl."

"Sure, show me where to cut Doc." Franky cuts the cord then looks up at me. She picks the tiny baby up into her arms.

"Bridget, I'd like you to meet our daughter. Oh god we have a baby girl!"

"Franky she's perfect! A girl, I'm so happy!" Franky places the little girl on my chest and sits down beside me as we meet our daughter for the first time.

"Ten perfect fingers and ten perfect toes, look at her little face Gidge, she's just the cutest baby ever, I'm just going to pretend that goo stuff isn't there."

"She is Franky, she's beautiful – and all ours." I beam from ear to ear as the tears continue to fall freely from Franky.

"Right mummies, we're going to take baby Westfall-Doyle for a few minutes, do a little check-up, measure her and give her a clean okay?"

"I don't want to let her go – Franky go over there with her so one of her mummies is with her, please."

"Okay I will, love you."

"I love you too, now go over there and be with our daughter."