I had a pretty good one.
Briefly: it was a difficult pregnancy, due to Twin-to-Twin Transfusion Syndrome. Oh yeah, and also: I was a young single mom dealing with a non-planned pregnancy and no support from the "contributor." Luckily my family was very supportive.
I was on bedrest for 18w (modified; nothing much more than getting up to pee and shower, maybe one or two "outings" a week), saw a perinate and a mfm CONSTANTLY, but I had an awesome doula who'd had twins by c-s and went on to have two hbacs. She encouraged me to read Henci Goer's "The Thinking Woman's Guide." That really changed my life. I believe that started me on the looooooooong road to becoming really crunchy! (Although I also planned not to circ or vax my boys.)
At 34w I agreed to an induction because of IUGR in baby B, and it was just getting to be time with the TTTS. First thing was cervidil. The "plan" was to keep it in for 12 hours, then take it out and I could shower and eat, then get pitocin.
I got the Cervidil and immediately went into active labor.
I was also really in the zone during ctx. I'd shush everyone. My doula held the monitors in place so I could labor while standing and rocking. She was the BEST. After about 3 hours, things got really intense, and I asked to be checked. I was at 3cm and SO depressed about that! (What I know now, after having another baby, is that my body moves faster than my cervix. I was actually starting transition, but my cervix hadn't caught up yet. Same EXACT situation with my dd, 2 years later, except I wasn't induced with her.)
I asked for an epidural and got one -- with a window. The pain was entirely concentrated into one spot on my leg, and it was worse than BEFORE the epidural. Just as I was shrieking that it wasn't working, my water broke with baby A and I immediately felt the urge to push.
Of course they wheeled me down to an OR, "just in case."
I pushed out baby A fairly quickly, and within about a minute of his birth, my water broke with baby B. I want to add that having just one baby out did NOT halve my pain, as I expected it to
. When my water broke with B, his foot slid out. I remember everyone in the room (way too many people; that was kind of freaky) FREAKING OUT. They started really screaming at me to push, and I pushed, and he came out, a feet-first breech. As soon as HE was out, my pain stopped!
No tears -- although after that "window" I'll never have an epidural again.
My boys were 3.11 and 5.10 -- not huge, but the doctor always told me it would be very difficult for me to push out a bigger second baby, and not only was he bigger, he was also breech! And it went fine! They were born about 9 minutes apart.
It was just a really great experience overall -- it was actually a better experience than my next labor with dd, in a birthing center! Having a good doula made all the difference. She really was willing to do whatever it took to help me be vertical and help me through the ctx.
p.s. when my boys were 3 months, I met my dh, and we fell in love and got married, and he adopted the boys. And we also have a girl. The boys will be 4 next month, time flew by!