Water birth was amazing. Both for pain relief and the experience of being the first to hold my baby. I was 8cm when I got to the hospital (No paracetamol at home and contractions were every couple of minutes. So proud of myself for that) and was only at the hospital for two hours before my daughter was born and was in the pool for less than five minutes before my waters broke. Sitting fully in the pool didn't help, I couldn't open my legs because it hurt so much. So I gave birth on my knees, leaning over the edge of the birthing pool with gas and air. Best bit was being the first to hold my 9lbs 1oz blue baby. I remember the midwife telling me to lift up my baby from the water!
But, worst place to have a contraction? One foot on one step, and my other foot on a higher step as I'm getting into the pool! I had my mum and an amazing midwife holding me so I didn't fall!
Getting to have my water birth and knowing my baby was perfectly fine made up for having stitches twice for a 2nd degree tear and a severe hemorrhage straight after, losing over 1.6 litres of blood. I don't remember the pain of giving birth; just her slipping out. But I remember the pain of the second set of stitches and the doctors getting clots and whatever else they were doing. It was like a horror film. I had loads of anesthetic, gas and air and pethidine and I was in tears. I still felt that pain. Luckily a student midwife was talking to me the whole time.