I thought it was alright really.
First baby was back to back, long latent labour, waters broke but no contractions (back to backers can do this to you, little monkeys!) so I was drip-induced at 1cms. After seven hours on the drip was only 4cms, the consultant said that it would probably be a "long day and night" so I opted for the epidural. I described the pain at the time as feeling as though I was bobbing in water in a storm and kept feeling I'd be dragged under. It was sort of hard to predict when a contraction would begin and also each one seemed to really reach a much, much higher peak than the one before even though I wasn't dilating at any great rate. However, despite it being pretty painful, I wouldn't say I felt like dying or that it was agonising or any of that malarkey. It was painful and I could see it was going to get a lot worse so drugs seemed an option but I wasn't delirious or screaming or anything like that.
Second baby I really wanted to have a natural birth if I was lucky enough to get the opportunity (e.g. if not induced or otherwise needing continuous fetal monitoring). So I prepared a lot more than with my first. Did a hypnobirthing course at 30+ weeks though my practise after we stopped attending was very erratic as a tired pregnant whale lady with an active toddler and I didn't exactly "buy" it either, was very
about some of it. Also revisited Juju Sundin's Birth Skills book which I downloaded on the Kindle and used to read in the loo.
The week before the birth I started to amass "coping tools" for labour that were described in the Birth Skills book. Simply put, these are distractors. The big thing in that approach is that you try to do something to "match the pain" e.g. distract yourself/focus on so that you stay in the moment and don't panic that you can't do it. My "kit" consisted of a few stress balls, some clary sage on a facecloth, a maracas, a picture of the London Eye (to visualise going up/having peak of contraction and coming down again) and this which I got on offer in Sainsbury's for a fiver and fit my Ipod. Oh, and a birthing ball.
The Ipod was a godsend, both for pacing to faster tunes and for listening to hypnobirthing tracks when I needed rest and contractions spaced out further), the clary sage was like natural gas and air but it was the maracas that really got me through. I shook one right by my ear really really fast as the contractions peaked and focused on that instead of the pain, really helped more than I can ever explain. I also banged it off things!
The two hard parts were:
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Transition: the pain was really no worse in physical terms but of course there were few breaks for recovery between contractions and I suddenly felt totally overwraught and though it sounds dramatic, a sort of dark-night-of-the-soul sort of feeling. Just that I couldn't do it, that it would kill me, that I was all alone. Sort of like a depressive anxiety attack of some sort. Really weird. Midwife and dh just sat there looking at me, unaware I was thinking any of this though I was "making eyes" at dh which were supposed to communicate to him that I needed drugs. He was unaware of course
. It was the most immense and powerful feeling, totally consuming, and there was a specific moment I remember well when it passed. I didn't feel relief when it passed, more like resignation e.g. well you better just get on with it then. It didn't take too long before it was time to push after this.
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Pushing: this was the only time I really felt a bit afraid in a real sense e.g. the way you normally are afraid in real life as opposed to the crazy strange fear of transition. I was nervous about piles and tearing and I had to work hard in my head to breathe as I should. I got gas and air for this bit and fought the urge to push hard trying to breathe the baby out as I'd learned in hypnobirthing. It took a few goes to really "let" myself push his head out as I was afraid I would tear. On the other hand, there was no way I couldn't push either.. so it was a matter of degree..
The whole thing took about 36 hours with 12 of these active labour in hospital. I really enjoyed the experience. It's only six weeks ago and remember it really fondly. I feel really lucky to have been able to get through it with just a bit of gas and air at the end, it was an amazing experience, totally different to my 18 hour induction which was a means-to-an-end and fine, but really felt more like something that happened to me rather than something I was an active participant in. I would do both again in a heartbeat for the experience of bringing a new baby into the world, but the natural painfree birth would be my preference in terms of the birth experience itself.