I was loud. I am not normally a loud person. It made me feel very powerful actually to be able to make these noises, that I had never even heard before let alone knew I could make myself.
First baby, I was shouting/crying/whimpering at quite an early stage, probably 1-2cm dilated because it had been going on for 24 hours (and I'd been awake for 36) - I'd used up all my "OMG we're going to have a baby today!!" adrenaline and I just desperately needed to sleep. Home birth midwife was absolutely brilliant and got me able to cope but could see I was tired and suggested I go into hospital for a pethidine rest, however, when I got there they said I was 4cm and so I could still do that, or I could go into the pool room now. I got another boost of adrenaline at this news so I decided to carry on.
That birth I ended up mooing and having the powerful feelings. Then screamed a lot at the end because they made me get out of the pool and it hurt and they kept telling me to push and then suddenly decided I wasn't allowed to push (but I couldn't stop) and then they wanted me to push again so took my gas and air away because they said it was hindering my pushing.
36 hour labour. Had a sore throat for days. (Not to mention everything else!)
Second baby, ten years later, the memory of labour had obviously faded quite a bit
because I started out being like oh it will be ages yet, and then feeling confident because I was coping so well
but because my waters broke first that time, went into hospital before it was really unbearable and they let me stay in due to the risk of infection, but didn't actually explain this to me so I got into the pool way too early and then wondered why it didn't do anything. Things were starting to get unbearable so I asked for an epidural, which didn't work at all. I screamed a lot with that birth because it was absolutely terrifying knowing that I had no tools available to me to cope with the pain and knowing it would be hours and hours and hours longer and also feeling like everyone (except poor terrified/helpless DH) had left me all alone, but I think what actually happened was everything went from zero to 100 really fast. They said I went from 1cm to 6cm in an hour, and then again I had a "lip" so I had to stop pushing and I didn't know how to stop. But once I was allowed to push it was better. I was terrified of crowning so as soon as I felt that I pushed as much as I could and he was out in two pushes :o I screamed a lot then. That was a 16 hour labour.
Third one I was a bit apprehensive that epidural might not work again so made damn sure I was at the hospital with gas and air, and remembered how the early stages are impossibly intense for me so actually read up a lot more and bothered to practice techniques. This one was better. In the middle of it I got in a pool and actually did the silent thing where I kind of went inside myself, which was kind of cool. I also did a lot of chanting aaaaaaaaaaaaah ooooooooooooooooh aaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH doing the powerful sounds again. That was good. I liked that bit. But again, towards end they are concerned that I'm only 6cm and REALLY don't want me to push. This time I remembered how not to push and I also remembered that if I put my chin down and make low sounds, down sounds, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh sounds instead of aaaaaAAAAAAA^^^^^ it helps the pushing somehow rather than all that energy being up high in my body or something. But definitely my chanting turned to screaming/roaring on this one as well, even after I got the gas and air, it kind of takes the edge off, but I think actually it just makes you feel like you're doing something. This was another 30+ hour labour and one that started just as I was going to bed at night so completely exhausting.
Anyway yes. Screamed/roared/mooed/made loud noises all 3 times. But did a bit of silence in third one which made me feel powerful in a different way. No way could I have kept that up all the way through though.
I am not having any more babies so I probably will never know, but I actually think my cervix is a bit weird and instead of 10 settings it only has three. Because I always seem to be in a hell of a lot more pain than most people are before getting anywhere near 4cm, then I stay in this hellscape for hours until suddenly I want to push and they go oh great, you must be fully dilated, wait, no, you're only 6! Don't push! And then I get stuck there for ages until somebody persuades me to move and then it all works. 