You would think that I know labor is not awesome because I am obsessed with birth stories. It is so bad that when I view someone's blog for the first time, I always go through and search for their "baby stories." Even if it isn't the way I would personally do it, I like to see what other women choose to do in childbirth and why. It is really fascinating to me. For about a week last year, I was even convinced that I would become a Bradley Childbirth instructor, but then decided it probably wasn't worth it. It's kind of a dying art, you know? Too many c-sections and births with epidurals. I'm digressing....
Well, last week I got a new niece. All I know about her so far is that her name is Emma, she is super cute, and she always wears headbands. My sister, Caitlin, was pretty apprehensive about labor the night before Emma was born and called me for some advice. Instead of saying what I really wanted to say ("I remember being in labor and wondering if I could just roll over and die."), I tried to be really upbeat and positive.
"Labor is great!"
"The pain is short!"
"You can do anything! You are tough!"
The following day, her midwife broke her water and Caitlin sent me this text a few hours later -
"Just wanted to quickly tell you that labor is awesome! Contractions are getting close and really strong but I have relief in between each one! Its amazing!! I can totally do this. Thanks for giving me a pep talk. Let you know when I have the baby."Yes, that was really her, not her husband (like I originally thought), texting me while in labor. Forget what your doctor may say about serious labor starting when you can't talk through your contractions. If you can text "Labor is awesome!" then you really aren't in serious labor.*
If you guessed that her labor got much worse after that, you are totally right!
So, Caitlin, thanks for the reminder. Labor is not awesome. Oh, and people at church, stop asking me when I'm going to have another baby! I'll let you know, don't worry.
*This rule doesn't apply to my sister-in-law, Ditte.