Ooh...labour...yes..... LOL.
Mine was long and protracted. Waters broke at
9am Saturday morning. By
6pm Saturday night the contractions were strong enough to stop me in my tracks.
By
2am Sunday morning they were agonising. I couldn't sit with the contractions - it was like someone shoving a blunt, ice-cold / red-hot knife into the base of my spine, so the only position I found "comfy" was standing, leaning over the bed.
At
4am Sunday morning I asked for something to help as I was nearly in tears with the pain and I was exhausted, having not slept much the previous two nights either.
4 minutes later I threw up the painkillers that they gave me.
At
6am Sunday morning I was taken down to Labour Ward, where I was told that there was no one to assist, so best thing I could do was have a bath. (!!!!)
An hour and 10 minutes later, after constantly topping up the just-about-warm water, the Day Shift arrived to set me up on Gas & Air.
At
2pm Sunday afternoon, I'd had enough and was falling asleep between contractions (for those precious few seconds) and occasionally didn't have enough energy to lift the gas & air mouthpiece up. We discussed options and I decided that I would have an epidural, if only to give me a break as my contractions were "coming like doozies" according to the midwives.
At
3pm Sunday afternoon, I threw up on Gas & Air. Queue having to get changed while shattered, having contractions with barely 6 seconds in between each one and bizarrely, needing the toilet!
At
5:45pm the anaesthetist finally arrived (having been in theatre) to administer the epidural.
At
9pm I still hadn't moved from 9cm (which I got to at around midday) so more options were discussed and it was deemed necessary for me to have a C-Section as it was now 36 hours since my waters had broken.
At
10:40 Sunday night Erin was finally born via C-Section!
Agonising, yes. Painful, oh yes. Exhausting, definitely. Would I do it again? Yes. In a heartbeat.
Throughout it all though, I didn't make a sound - just grimaced and breathed through each contraction. No screaming or grunting, or pooing!
This is, however, just my experience. My colleague's wife was also pregnant with her first and was barely in labour for 2 hours. She sailed through labour and birth. Each labour, each birth, each person is completely different.