I thought this was a really good piece -pregnancy and child birth is, for me, what finally brought me to terms with my body as for the first time in my life I was proud of my body as it had done this incredible thing, and I didn't really care about the changes. It totally stripped away everything, except for me, pure animal, growing a new body inside of mine, pushing it out, and then feeding it literally me. Whenever I think about the whole process I just feel awe at the impossibility of it all, yet somehow it all comes together to create a life.
But remember this: any labour that results in a healthy mother and a healthy baby is a good labour. Any woman who goes through any form of childbirth is a hero. The blood, the courage, the self-sacrifice, the stamina, the body-shuddering pressure, the fear, the gore: no wonder men had to invent war to soothe their phenomenal sense of inadequacy. Childbirth is an act of bravery, strength and endurance no man will ever know.
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Childbirth feels like everything to everyone. Wolves gnawing at your entrails, blue medical hairnets, a thundering ocean, white noise, sandwiches in plastic packets, teeth-chattering nerves, the ripping apart of your pelvis like tectonic plates, the click and drip of machinery, lightning down your spine, the pale blank hum of a hospital light, the onion sweat of animals, panic, darkness, exhaustion, a mist that becomes hail, leaving your body, believing in your body, a beleaguered body, a body pulled from your body.
www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2018/jul/18/what-does-childbirth-feel-like-google