We're all different. I'm bad at accepting help in life, and in labour it's no exception.
It never occured to me to conceal the pain because I really needed to be in complete control and to feel every sensation in order to do it by myself. I would have been scared if the birth experience had been taken away from me.
I had four births at home with no drugs ... but before you think me lucky or smug, allow me to expand ...
My first was straight forward. 7 hours, steady progress, pushing for an hour and a quarter, crowning and out. I was up and about very quickly. Heaven. Great memories.
The scond was horrible. 3 days and nights in labour. Excrutiating. 9.5 pounds of ds with a massive head (still has - I wince and my eye starts to twitch when I look at it sometimes ). His head presented at an angle, his hand was up there with it and I had anterior lip. It didn't occur to me to consider pain relief. Quite the contrary in fact. I needed my wits about me and I often reflect on how badly that could have gone in hospital. (Probably C section).
ds3 was an absolute breeze, bless him. 3 hours of proper contractions, he slid down, small head popped out and he made a cute little noise to announce his presence even before the rest of him was out. MW only just made it in time and tbh I didn't actually want or need her. DH could have caught this one if he'd been brave enough. Heaven. Best birth ever.
Number four was, therefore, a shocker, but mercifully short. He was 10lbs with a big head and he came down and out OP (back to back), after first getting himself stuck around the bend. About five hours from first OMG-here-we-go contracton til he came out. His birth caused permenant damage and hurt very, very, very, very, very much. I shook so hard for hours afterwards that I couldn't hold him for a bit.
I tore with all four.
I do feel that my two tough births would probably have been tougher, for me, in hospital with intervention. Despite them being really tough and quite traumatic I wouldn't do anything differently. I love that I felt each of my babies inching down. I moved around to let them out as best I could. I did it on my own and I felt hugely confident and empowered by this.