Hi Kirsty-lee........ I was wiggin' out!! The whole pg all I was scared of was giving birth to the baby. I was almost obsessed over it. I kept telling my DH - I really don't want to do this!! and he'd say handy things like, "Well, it's a bit late to think of that now" etc......... Boy, if murder were legal, I would have eaten his head like a great big praying mantis!!

I was still crappin' my dacks right up to week 35 but then I started to realise that I was excited (and had been excited the whole time - but scared too). I really wanted to meet this little person who was happily kicking me in the lung - maybe I also secretly wanted the lung kicking and cervix scratching to stop too (see thread in third trimester). Any hoo.....

I was so scared because my mum told me the horrible story of my birth in 1976. She was in labour with me for 32 hours and doesn't even remember me being born she was so pumped full of drugs. They were pretty "so what" back then.

So, here I was thinking I was going to be in labour for hours on end and have the same shocking experience. I was in labour for 4 hours and 7 minutes and gave birth to a beautiful little boy. I thought about it the next day and although I was aware that it was a very painful experience, I didn't really "remember" the pain, so to speak. I'd go through it again and again. I reckon the second time must be harder though, because you know EXACTLY what is going to happen. The fear of the known could quite possibly be worse than the fear of the unknown.

I won't say, "don't be scared." because that ain't gunna stop you being scared. But your body is built to do what it needs to do and it will do some amazing things. The one thing that amazed me is that I had absolutely no control over what my body was doing - it just knew exactly how to give birth. I was just a passenger on a crazy roll coaster ride.

10 months later you'll probably find yourself when you can go around again. That's the insane part!!! :-))