I have two amazing birth stories to share. Both natural and unmedicated. My stories make me proud, not only to be a mother but to be a woman. It was Valentine’s Day 2010; I was 39 weeks pregnant with my first. I spend the whole day hoping this won't be a silly cliché love baby (I was single at the time). So baby waited until 2am on the 15th. I woke up thinking I wet the bed, but as I got up and the water kept flowing, I knew it was time. I grabbed my bags, woke my mother, and off we went. We got to the birth centre about 02:30; the midwife checked me and decided I needed to get into the birth pool immediately. Then the contractions started. At first they weren't that bad, and I joked about them. But they grew more intense, none the less I handled the pain very good. By 5am I was so tired and just wanted to sleep. I got into bed and immediately fell asleep. By 7am I woke up in allot of pain, they wanted to check on the baby and this and that