I attended a workshop the other day and the presenter asked what the general consensus was about childbirth stories. And one lady replied,
I'll never forget the birth of my baby boy. I can remember the moment I was told I had to be induced due to complications, the lighting, the music playing while I laboured, the view out my window, the hallway I walked down, stopping for each contraction, the Swiss ball I bounced on, the colour of the room, the faces of the nurses, my midwife and her suggestions, the feeling of birthing him, the face on my husband as he handed me our son, the doctors checking in on us, the hospital food, the struggle to breastfeed, the cries as an NGT tube was inserted to feed him, his first bath, the parking space we pulled out of taking home our boy.....I can remember it all.
It usually pays off to be prepared, so I do just that when packing my doula bag. It's packed and ready to go - all I need to throw in are a few snacks and a fresh bottle of water and then I'm off and running.