the first time, i threw up once, and i was freaking out on the nurses who wouldnt leave me alone, leading to my having a hard time dealing with what was going on because i couuldnt go inside myself and deal with it in peace.
i had to argue which just made me concentrate on trying to tell them off rather than labor. the entire thing, like i knew i had to go to the bathroom, and i needed to poo. "no you dont, its just pressure" yeah. whatever. i have enough muscle control to push those two places separately, and yes, i had to go to the freakin bathroom. it was pretty bad for a while there...
the second time, i felt like i was going to throw up for a couple minutes, but had no thoughts of needing help, no freaking out issues, nothing. i was left alone from 6cm (when we got to the bc) until after he was born except a couple times my brother came in to talk to me, and my 2yo was with me, but they both got the "you have to be quiet if i hurt' thing and i was fine. no noticeable transition stuff besides that but i i was hot and i feel like im going to puke when im hot, i had to turn the cold water on so thats probably why. pushing was fine, i was on my knees, first i was like "okay, his head is right there!" then pushed a tad and his water broke. then i looked down and felt and realized ALL of that region of my body was bulging and i realized it looked like it really was a bowling ball trying to come out
i thought a lot about the feelings and everything, seriously tlling to myself in my head. "i need to push now." literally "oh wow, everything is all huge feeling and pushed out, no wonder people make bowling ball comments!" and smiling... "i wonder if someone is going to come in here? i hope not!" between waiting for contractions(they never get on top of each other for me), and even thinking about how well i was doing with my pushing DURING pushing (one little time which broke his water, i was trying to see if i was ready, though i could feel the top of his head through my cervix, i wasnt positive i was as complete as i needed to be to birth him then twice more to birth him), and other weird stuff
and was really calm with his. noone knew when he was born and i was asked a lot why i didnt scream. either for the MWs or because of the pain- which wasnt that bad at all this time. people who werent there dont believe me but hey.