Poppy in order of crapness of labours:
DD1 (3rd child, 4th labour). Induced at 38 weeks. Crap because they broke my waters to fit in with a protocol and labour became horrifyingly fast and scary. G&A. 2nd degree tear, stitches.
DS1 (1st child, 1st labour). Induced at 41 weeks. Minimal midwife support - when she was there she was fine but she had too many people to look after. Had epidural but even at the time I thought that I really just needed a bit more support. 2nd degree tear, stitches.
DS2 (2nd child, 2nd labour). Spontaneous labour at 40 weeks. Laboured at home then got ambulance to hospital at v last minute. Lovely labour. Felt a bit scared when he crowned but v happy memories of it. G&A towards the end. Small tear. No stitches.
DD2 (4th child, 5th labour). Spontaneous labour at 41 weeks. Unplanned homebirth blah blah. G&A towards the end. Tiny tear, no stitches. I knew and trusted the midwives, had specific relaxation techniques that I'd practiced and thought about (rather than just a vague idea of relaxing). I was scared when we realised she was breech but as soon as the mw said "it's ok, you're fine" I went straight back into my "zone". Honestly was the best day ever. I know that sounds really drippy but it was just wonderful.
Well that was very egocentric wasn't it? So how are y'all?