My birthing plan doesn't need headings. It consists of following:-
- Remember which hospital this time. Check directions. If possible, travel in car with leather seats, not fabric.
- Turn up, whimpering, with trail of water gushing in one's wake.
- Don't forget to scream abuse at husband, accuse MW of being a nazi bully, and poo on the delivery couch.
I figured if I just do the same as last time that would work fine. And point 3 is of course optional. I just did it all because I could . Far far TMI for the newies I know, but hey, I'm feeling rash and crazy today.
On the serious side, for those worrying about the childbirth itself best help I can give is to guarantee that the bit that really hurts is only for the last hour (maybe 2 hrs) and the bit that really really really hurts is over in about 5 mins, tops - maybe I guess 10 if you need ventouse or something. All the lead up to that is uncomfortable but more akin to the kind of low-level pain you get with stuff like toothache than the really agonising kill-me-now-please stuff. Promise. And some bits of childbirth are very funny (we should maybe start a discussion on that subject here to cheer everyone up about whole childbirth thing)
I would have loved waterbirth but everything went wrong for me so it went out of the window; would have loved to go down that route.
Gemmity - if the baby stays breach I would recommend a reflexologist - my first stayed stubbornly transverse for weeks and weeks and then turned a couple of hours after my therapist said she'd 'give it a try'. Marvellous. And no, I'm not a nutter (though I did for some strange unfathomable reason watch Most Haunted last night.....). If you want I can give you the name of my reflex therapist (who I worship - she has something like 9 kids and is one of the most calming, compassionate people I know) but it would mean a trip out of London - she works in Faversham which is one hour on train from Victoria. Worth the trip if faced with possible C-S. Am booked in to see her for hot stones treatment on my back this weekend (well, warm stones, really, as she isn't allowed to bake me to normal temperature when PG). Cannot wait.
Have just hoovered up pie & chips with PG colleague. Us city girls can't half be sophisticated when we want.