With the first one, I didn't really have many preconceived ideas. I wrote a bit of a birth plan: no drugs, no episiotomy, no stitches, but I figured it would be 1 day out of the rest of my life, and I could handle it. I'd had a shitty pregnancy, and I reckoned birth would be a breeze after high blood pressure, oligohydramnios and obstetric cholestasis.
I went into labour 2 weeks early, and had no idea I was even in labour. As I was having a planned homebirth, I called the midwife. She came at 4am, made me a cuppa and some toast, gave me some paracetamol, sent my husband to work, and told me she would come back and check on me that afternoon. By 8am, I called my husband's boss to ask him to send him home, as the pain was starting to bug me and I kept vomiting. By 10am, I was screaming the house down, so my husband called the midwife back. She arrived at 10.15 with the gas and air (thank god) and the baby arrived half an hour later. I was in shock, as I'd expected to go overdue, and I hadn't imagined it would all be so quick.
Second baby, another planned home birth. I started contracting on Tuesday, she was born on Thursday. It was a back labour, very drawn out and boring. I think the midwives came round about 5pm on their evening rounds and decided to stay. I made full use of the gas and air this time! She was born about 2am with her hand by her face, so I tore pretty badly. I refused stitches, the midwife said I had one hour to stop bleeding or they would take me in. I sat with my legs firmly crossed!
My waters didn't break either time. With the first, they were broken about 15 minutes before, with the second they broke as she came out.
I had two textbook "easy births". They both hurt like hell though. It has been a good pain measure ever since though. If I say to a medical professional "it hurts worse than my unmediated homebirth" they know I'm in agony!