Samstown- some hospital procedures can lead to further intervention, I have seen it referred to as a 'cascade of intervention'.
My midwife encouraged me to lie down on my back on the bed, which is the worst possible place to labour with a back to back baby and I hopped right off. If I had had to have monitoring then I wouldn't have been able to hop off and I am wondering if then I could have coped with the pain without asking for an epidural. Having an epidural increases the chance of an instrumental delivery, it interferes with the flow of birthing hormones and requires a woman to lie still and not move. I moved constantly during my labours, shifting and walking around into positions that felt 'right'.
A woman who does not dilate as fast as the midwives think she should may be offered medication to speed up the labour, which often comes with an epidural as the pains get more intense. I was told by my midwives that had I been in hospital then this is something they would have suggested to me.
My contractions with my first child slowed right down when I entered the hospital, I was in an unfamiliar place, bright, busy and somewhere I associated with illness. I let them put me in a wheelchair and wheel me the thirty seconds to the delivery room even though I had walked in happily. I was put in a bright, unfamiliar room with a bed and encouraged to lie on it. A hospital gown was put on the bed and it was suggested that I might like to wear it. I couldn't walk around freely anymore. After a couple of hours my contractions ramped right up to an intensity I found almost unbearable, I lost my focus, I was frightened and felt abandoned by the midwives. When I got a midwife she didn't touch me once, just told me to stop pushing as I'd kill my baby (not true I found out later, I was ready to push). That was the point I started screaming for an epidural, whereas when I reached that point with DS I screamed for a few minutes as he went through my pelvis/past a possible cervical lip and then regained my focus because I felt safe. In hospital I was a patient, a nuisance. In my own home I was in charge and in control of what the midwives could do to me.
Of course a healthy baby is an important thing, but I could see and was told by my midwives that a homebirth was a safe and desirable thing for both of us, whereas from my perspective the hospital was safe for the baby only. Negating the woman's experience ignores the effect of PTSD, PND and trouble bonding which can have much longer term effects-in my case it took three and a half years before I stopped shaking at the thought of pregnancy and birth and I still had panic attacks when I went to 12 and 20 week scans with DS. And I had a normal birth with just G&A and TENS, healthy baby at the end, small tear which required stitches. I really struggled to bond with DD, it took a year before I really felt I loved her, I feel like I lost a whole year of her life.