You’ll be given tea and toast afterwards, and my god it’s the best thing you’ve ever tasted. But it’s still a good idea to pack some snacks and plenty of water - I had DD at 8pm, having not managed to eat anything except a very small amount of breakfast at 7am, I just wasn’t hungry and nothing appealed. Once we were back on the ward I was starving! And horrifically thirsty because hospitals are so hot. My absolute genius DM had packed me a big bar of galaxy chocolate and 2 boxes of grapes an they were an absolute godsend at midnight!
Water bottle with a sports top and brief your birthing partner to offer it to you between contractions - you are breathing a lot and sweating and the room is hot so you get dehydrated. I kept thinking I really desperately wanted a drink, but couldn’t talk during contractions and then kept forgetting (thoughts seemed to just evaporate out of my head, it was weird)
You may be on the ward for quite a long time - I was really hoping to be done and dusted and home as it had been a straightforward birth. It was still 20 hours after the birth until I got out because there are only certain times of day that someone goes round and discharges people. I stupidly hadn’t realised that it’s done in batches.
Again, should have been really obvious to me but wasn’t - you might well be dizzy afterwards. I was really alarmed when I went to the shower, I very nearly passed out and was terrified I’d fall. Not surprising bearing in mind I hadn’t eaten all day, had been sick twice and had lost lots of blood. But hadn’t occurred to me at all! I felt like a total idiot.
Lots of people have already mentioned this, but the sheer huuuuuugeness of what comes out. The midwife gave me some towels to sit on while she was weighing DD, she said I didn’t need to get dressed straight away as I’d just need to change my pad. I was horrified by how much blood was soaking the towels! Midwife not at all surprised and just bundled it all up for the wash.
The weirdness of transition. I suddenly couldn’t sit still and just HAD to pace. I also had this really weird thought that if I ran away somehow I’d leave the pain behind and it would all stop for a bit (which was particularly weird as the pain wasn’t as much as I’d expected anyway). I didn’t actually try to escape, but was alarmed by how often the urge to run out the door kept popping into my head! It passed as soon as I got the urge to push - as others have said, it’s much like the feeling that you are going to be sick, in that it doesn’t really feel voluntary, but you can help it along.
Peeing afterwards - I tried the thing with the jug, it didn’t work for me. It burned so much! Bit silly, but the thing that was wonderful was running an inch of water in the bath and sitting in it to pee, then showering it off afterwards. Only had to do that for a day or two so wasn’t too much of a faff.
Sorry, that ended up being hugely long!