Transition with DD I howled like a dog, literally threw my head back and howled, before trying to get off the bed to put my clothes back on and go home. I also demanded an epidural repeatedly and at a very loud volume.
With DS I screamed and told everyone I couldnt do it and I would do it tomorrow instead when I had had some sleep.
The rest of their births were completely calm and controlled (even when DH electrocuted me with the TENS whilst trying to show my mum ho it worked), I just lost it at transition. I have vague memories of hitting DH too when he tried to rub my back at the wrong time 