Well, I am full on against them in most circumstances. I had one with my first child. I was twenty. I didn't need it at all. Everything was going fine but it was offered one too many times and no one was reassuring me that what I felt was normal and that I was doing great. A little encouragement and I would have said no. But I got it. My Ex-H vomited because he saw them put the needle in. Anyway, the feeling isn't one of full numbness. The feeling is a creepy, awful kind of paralysis where I wished I could move but couldn't. The rest of my body also hurt from being stuck in one position. I couldn't tell what was happening to my body or if I needed to push so I had to rely on other people to tell me what to do. That was so demeaning. I felt powerless. All these people in the room had to hold my legs apart and they counted down and shouted at me when to push. It still totally bothers me. Nothing peaceful or beautiful about it. I was in bootcamp. I had to recover from that experience and so had a eaceful quiet water birth the second time. I was SO empowered and felt so happy and confident afterward. The process of childbirth is a right of passage that I denied myself when got an epidural the first time. The experience of birth cannot be compared when you drug it away vs. going through the full labor. This is for low-risk, normal labor though. But those are all the people I know who've gotten epidurals. All low risk. Just afraid of pain.
Wife to my Sweetness and Light, DH (03), WAHM to DS('01), DS('11), and DS('13) and our first, beloved DD('15). Encouraging mothers everywhere to write for their lives. Expecting our last rainbow baby January 2018. MMC Saorise Mar at 13 weeks will always be in our hearts. <3