I have given birth three times now and currently pregnant with baby number four, lets try be discriptive as possible, now bare in mind I have a low tolerance for pain and high tolerance for drugs which can be a pretty tricky situation when it comes to being in pain, e.g dentist is a nightmare because of it, have to have several numbing injections before it actually affects me, so with the contractions I'll just be straight with you, it feels like your insides are a wet towel being wrung out in waves, like someone is taken your insides and are just going for gold wringing them up in a big twist then letting go and it's relentless, once the head starts to crown this burning sensation is like a hot knife on the inside and rim of your opening there's this immense pressure building up behind baby's head and this climax of pain comes to a burst of relief as baby's head comes out, then there's this release of happy energy everyone in the room experiences it, when it was my first born they placed his tiny body on my chest the moment he came out of the womb, and well this is where it gets tricky that feeling is almost indescribable I will try my hardest to put words to what I felt in that moment, unconditional love is a pretty good place to start but it goes even deeper beyond that it's like I was floating on pure joy and nothingness there was no before there was no after there was just that moment and it felt like forever smiling down at his little cute face incredibly amazed that my body created this beautiful warrior, so much pride in myself, I loved myself just that little bit more, I felt successful, and I've got a few achievements in my life some pretty cool ones but nothing compared to giving birth to my first born son.
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