With my first 2 UC's I had the normal ever-intensifying, ever-hastening contractions up to/through transition, and then all of a sudden, blessed relief! I spaced out for maybe 5 minutes, both times. It felt like ages! The second time I had some strange eyes-open hallucination/dream about how my DH was a cop and needed to make sure his gun was put away since the new baby was fixing to be here (DH is NOT a cop, and we never have/never would own a gun!). 5 minutes doesn't sound like long but after the intensity (and vomiting) of transition it was exactly what I needed. After that, my body went into "expel the baby on it's own" mode and that was that.
I looked forward to that little rest my whole labor with my last baby and I was sorely disappointed that I never got it. I felt really cheated and pissed off at the time. After my usual transition vomiting spell, I kept having contractions and every time one started I would think, "are you KIDDING me?!" I said it out loud several times as well. :D
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