Leo - I've been thinking about what you wrote and trying to write something coherent about my 1st and 2nd labours. Rather tricky after a glass of wine, but here goes ...
First time round circumstances intervened which mean I didn't end up with a totally natural birth - I had a 3 day labour, posterior baby, epidural, syntocin, but then an ok delivery. I was pretty freaked out by the violence and pain of the labour and talked about it endlessly for weeks afterwards. But I was smitten with Cleo from the second I saw her - quite literally when I set eyes on her I felt my world was complete.
Second time round I got my dream birth. It was about 9 hours, at home, the first 7 hours were at night on my own in the bedroom, totally in my own world, then Iris finally arrived in a birth pool in our lounge. It remains one of the most extraordinary, empowering and moving experiences of my life. And I don't say that trying to sound all preachy about natural birth - because in fact the interesting thing for me is that the wonderful birth was totally irrelevant to my bonding with the baby. In fact, I really didn't form a strong bond with Iris until she was 9 months old or more.
I was talking to a friend recently who had a CS due to a breech baby, and she was saying she couldn't work out if she could even face trying for a VB next time. And I really understand that, because even with the amazing Iris birth experience, I know that birth felt TOTALLY irrelevant to my experience of the baby.
Sorry, this is very waffly. What I'm trying to say is - it was an amazing experience, but completely separate from the baby bit. I'm glad I experienced it, but it has nothing to do with how I feel about the kids. Kind of like going on a life-changing holiday which you feel all excited about, and then coming home and getting a new job which you feel equally excited about. The two things just didn't connect for me!
Am off to see if another glass of wine will make me more coherent!