Childbirth - The Event of a Lifetime
A description can never be as vivid as an event that has been experienced. An experience can never be as defining as an event that has left you changed. Under the intensity of childbirth, you're more likely to remember details that would otherwise go unnoticed. All the scenes come together to leave a permanent imprint on the mind's eye.
The hospital room holds all the usual scenery: rooms lining featureless walls, carts full of foreign devices and competent looking nurses ready to help whatever the need be. The side rails of the bed smell of plastic. The room is enveloped with the smell of plastic. A large bed protrudes from the wall. It moves from one stage to the next, with the labor, so that when you come to the "bearing" down stage, the stirrups can be put in place. The side rails of the bed provide more comfort than the hand of your coach, during each contraction. The mattress of the bed is truly uncomfortable for a woman in so much pain. The eager faces of your friends and family staring at your half naked body seem to be acceptable. They keenly watch for you to push a child out of your most private area; under no other circumstances would you allow this. The gloved fingers of the doctor reaching into your vagina to help pull the baby's head out also seem to be allowable. Looking around the room, you realize that this is the place where it's all about to happen.
Labor can be described by only a few choice words, most of which are not appropriate to put on paper. Only those that are "blessed" with the opportunity of experiencing this most "joyous" occasion can really shed the correct light on it. The contractions would literally pull the child down on the unopened cervix that would not easily be opened. When the cervix is finally forced to its maximum, the urge to push becomes extreme. As the child reaches the end of the birth canal, you feel the stretching and tearing of the...