Labor’s pretty bad.
If you have gone through life with bad periods, you’re sort of lucky. Labor is like the period from hell. You’ll go a couple of minutes, then have the absolute worst cramp ever, which will last a minute or so. If this happens to you every month anyway, you’ll at least be more prepared for it than I was. I’ve always had easy periods.
I second whoever said don’t get induced. Doctors are big into this, but most of the time it’s for their convenience, not yours or the baby’s (they don’t want to deliver on the weekend if they can help it). I was locked up tight as Fort Knox when they broke my water and fired up the Pitocin. (Looking back, and having learned more about labor over the years, I see that breaking my water at the very beginning was stupid and unnecessary. No wonder it took 22 hours.)
So yeah … no induction, if you can help it. And try to get them to let you walk. First babies are going to take their time and there is no point laying in bed the whole time when you could be out roaming the halls with gravity doing part of the work.
My epidural was … ehh (I got it at around 3cm). I thought I’d be totally numb … didn’t happen. I’m all about as many drugs as possible during labor (for everyone, not just Mom!), but the epidural really does make labor longer (or it did for me, anyway). The contractions are weaker and don’t get the job done as well. They ended up having to turn mine down towards the end. Had I been left alone with something sharp and pointy, I would have hurt myself. (If you are a redhead, point out to the epidural person that redheads need more drugs than other people.) The epidural itself didn’t hurt a bit. Once they numbed up my back, I didn’t feel anything. Getting the IV put in my hand hurt more.
You can’t prepare for the pain. All you can do is learn coping techniques for when it comes. Take a lamaze class. Yes, the breathing is lame. However, it may help you and at least keep you from killing yourself before the kid comes out. I was convinced the epidural would take care of everything for me and didn’t bother with childbirth classes. Read everything you can get your hands on, even the weird hippie granola stuff. Even give hypnobirthing some thought. Don’t depend on any one method to get you through it. Try everything. Bring in a lucky rabbit’s foot if you think it’ll help.
Pushing isn’t bad, it’s the hell you go through getting to the part where you can push. During the hellacious contractions at the end, pushing eases the pain and takes your mind off of it.
Don’t be afraid of the vacuum if they bring it out. It’s a nice little contraption.
Picture me on my knees here, begging. Get out and walk, every day if you can. You don’t have to set a world record, walk slowly if you want. Just one mile will take you a half hour, tops. The lazier you are for the next 6 months, the longer it’s gonna take in the delivery room. (All I did for 9 months was sleep.)
Oh: towards the end of labor, you may feel like you’ve gotta go to the bathroom. That’s just the baby getting really far down in there. And it’s perfectly normal to throw up once you hit about 7cm or so.
Five years later, I haven’t forgotten the pain. But it really was worth it.