Gosh I've got quite a few but a sample are:
9cm dialated, baby's heartbeat had gone, consultant told me to start pushing to see if Molly would descend:
Me: I can't, something doesn't feel right, it hurts.
Hubby: Push through the pain!
Me: *Look of death" PUSH THROUGH THE PAIN, WTF DO YOU MEAN PUSH THROUGH THE PAIN!!!
MW: Give her the G&A
Me: Im dying, I can't do it.
MW: Do you want an epidural?
Me: No no, the G&A is fine, I CAN do it.
MW: Are you sure you don't want anything?
Me: No I can manage.
5 seconds later..
Me: Can I have a general anasthetic? I've had one before.
MW:
Me to MW: I may get a little out of control and lose it, so be stearn with me (whilst off my face I was saying this)
MW: Laughing her head off - It's fine, you'll be ok.
Me: Good because I want to scream... Cue lots of screaming
Which leads to the embarrassing confession of me screaming so loudly they actually stopped the 'new mum's' tour of the delivery suite at the time because they thought I may scare them. What we didn't know at the time was, the pain I was experiencing was because Molly was seriously stuck and they hadn't realised. The midwife on the labour ward the next day knew me as 'the girl in the pink room' Oh the shame
Oh and I asked for a cup of tea at 8cm