I was terrified beyond belief before giving birth to DS. Absolutely petrified. The last 2 months of pregnancy, I was staring at women in the street with children and thinking, my God, women are heroines, how can we just take this for granted, how can society just casually accept such horrific pain, this is insanity.... I'm someone who can't handle intramuscular injections, and I need paracetomol AND ibuprofen to get my legs waxed. I had laser hair removal treatment and they had to use cocaine gel on the area - most women don't think it hurts. My pain threshold is not great. I was totally freaking out and just unspeakably panicky at the prospect. My only coping mechanism was to try not to let myself think about it at all. I was so close to just begging for a C section.
I had a 3 day latent stage with DS which never hurt that much, but the whole time I was uneasily aware that it was a cop-out stage and the real agonies lay ahead. At one point I had to go to hospital to be checked over and I went to the main delivery unit, and the bright lights and noise and bustle amped the pain up a lot. I was in tears and scared. Then I went home and the calm and familiarity of my own space meant I relaxed and the pain dissipated into manageability again.
After my waters broke I went in to the midwife led unit. I had every intention of having early labour there, then demanding an epidural and going upstairs for the real drugs as it became unbearable - I just wanted the nice gentle setting in the early stages. The pain was worse but not yet too bad, just at sort of horrible period stage. When I got into the birthing pool it was amazing - it was like it went altogether. And the calm, low lit atmosphere was lovely, I am the least hippy person you will ever meet but it felt "right" somehow. I'd also eye-rolled at the "visualise each contraction..." bollocks, but oddly it helped. And the two things going through my head were, "God this is going to get awful soon, I'm fucking terrified.... no, don't think about that you can't change it...." and "this is actually really, really boring. I have nothing to do."
When it started to hurt more I asked for gas and air and it made no odds at first - then when it kicked in it was lovely. I was floating. And after that everything goes hazy. Apparently by the end I was sucking on it constantly and not allowing any break at all, but I never felt the pain was that bad. I gave birth to an almost 9 lb baby and the first thing I said was, "was that it? I could do that again!"
It does make a difference to how you handle the pain that you have an ultimate goal and an ultimate release point in view. It just does. You're on a mission and that focus was helpful to me. And environment also makes a big difference to how you feel. Pain in labour is linked to fear and anxiety - that much is proven. I've planned the same labour for the baby I'm having in the New Year, and again I want it not in a stand-alone midwife-led, which is common in this area, but with obstetric led next door just in case things are really different, and I want an epidural or something goes wrong. BUT... I am honestly, truly looking forward to it. I loved giving birth. I genuinely look back on those hours with real nostalgia and pleasure. And I'm still a wimp. I took pain relief to cope with the early days of trying to learn to breastfeed!
I'd abandon the NCT. I didn't want anyone's agenda interfering in what I did. I read up on the research and decided on a staircase of pain relief, going up a step as each option stopped working - my intention was start at home with TENS and paracetomol, then go in and use the water pool and gas and air, then go for epidural (very few women seemed to find opiate injections helpful, can't remember their name). I never needed to progress beyond pool and g & a but sodding well would have if I needed to. My birth plan also made my midwife laugh as it was: natural labour preferred unless the baby is breech (planned section) or so late they want to induce me (not on your nelly, that leads to a painful labour so if they want the baby out I want a planned section). I was so afraid of birth, they said the choice of whether to labour naturally or via section was mine and they'd support whatever I went for. I'm glad I had a natural birth, but I still want to scream when people present it as a glorious experience. For me, it was, but that's luck and you know that it's down to hormonal and biological processes giving you a natural high that outweighs the pain. Not everyone is that lucky and a healthy child and mother and the least traumatic experience possible for both should be the sole aim - not a hippy dippy nebulous idea of birth. There are lots of helpful books that cover all aspects from all kinds of perspectives and you can go with what feels right to you. But in the early stages, distraction does help. And we're animals - I found birth odd in that it felt like I'd done it before, and I knew exactly what I wanted. My mother was bustling about and I told her to shut up, sit down and read a book. I didn't want to feel any distractions at all. It was weird, animal instincts can be powerful even in someone who is usually pretty cerebral. Fear is an instinct - a rational one, as labour is awful for some women. But it is NOT awful for most. It just isn't. Most women are fine. This time, I'm not at all scared. I'm even looking forward to it.
French you aren't reading what Starlight has actually said, just what you think she said. She pointed out that epidurals don't always happen as women requesting one for pain relief have to wait behind emergency C sections etc needing priority (and someone wanting one should ask early, I am told - you can always change your mind when the anaesthetist arrives!), not that having one can cause PTSD. She also pointed out that fear and anxiety increase susceptibility to pain (so does tiredness) which is proven fact. You're hitting out at someone for no reason at all, and telling her to "stop talking" is just bloody rude, even without the fact that your own failures in reading comprehension underlie your anger.