Yeah, I agree. My first one was nice, pretty relaxed for hospital. I was young, gave her up because I wasn't ready to have babies really, and there were so many people out there who can't have babies. She went to a couple who tried for 9 years before they successfully had one baby, but they wanted a big family and that was never going to happen. 9 years of miscarriage before they had one baby, so thats the family I chose. At the hospital, I got to go freely, and all the doc did was pop my water and then let me wander some more until labor kicked my butt and it was time. I never had to get an IV, as i was adamant that I didn't want one. That was 13, almost 14 years ago! Then, when I was in having my second and my husband's first, we got asked when we'd like to schedule the baby's birth. That sort of red flagged me right then, but being naïve, I let the doctor pen us in for a date. Worst. Birth. Ever. I hate hate hate needles, and would start to hyperventilate every time they started to prod me, and at one point, they threatened that I would need a cesarean if I didn't calm down. I finally calmed down enough to get through, but I couldn't get up and move around and they insisted on giving me pitosen, which I didn't want or need. I felt trapped, and giving birth like that, as you guys know, can be stressful. After that, my husband was very upset and suggested home birth. I agreed immediately and we have loved it.
