I had a 2 hours L&D, pitocin induced.
I wish now I had never gone into the hospital and consented to it, but I did. And I did it pain med free.
Pit drip was started at 9:30, baby was in my arms at 11:28 a.m. Less than two hours. I went from 100% effaced and 4 cms (without ever feeling a single contraction, not even so much as a twinge) to 10 cms and coached pushing in an hour.
I was in LaborLand. My mind went somewhere else. I was staring at the ceiling, knowing I had to rely on myself to get through it. The contractions were intense, immediate, and no break in between. After 45 minutes on the "test dose," the nurse came in to see if I wanted something for the pain. I cried and said "If it's going to be like this for hours and hours, I'm going to have to have something." She went to get my OB, who checked me and was shocked to find me 10 cms.
I caved to the idea of pain meds while in transition, apparently.
Too late for that, and no need! Ready to push!
Only problem was, *I* wasn't ready to push. I had no urge. I made them wait a bit, hoping my body would catch up and I'd start getting signals to push with each contraction, but nope. So coached it was.
What I did that helped with the contractions - I imagined each one as a powerful ocean wave, each one ebbing and flowing, opening me up and bringing baby down/out. Each one brought me closer to baby/the end.
I thought peaceful words to myself - relax, open, breathe, etc.
DH was little help, he had no idea what to expect either. OB was little help, she was sick with a cold and just wanted to sleep, and well, she's an OB, what does she know about a normal vaginal birth? (Not that Pit-induction is "normal.") The nurse was awesome, but she wasn't with me through all of it.
A supportive midwife and doula team would have been amazing.