Category — Childbirth

Where does the labor pain go when it releases you? Is there a little pocket somewhere inside where it tucks itself away until the next time it holds you in its grip or until the doctors anesthetize you? Why is it that when it’s gone you can’t quite remember it other than that it hurt something awful?

Each time I went into labor with my six children, I waited with anticipation for the pains to begin, and longed for the occasion when I would be on my way to the delivery room. Most expectant mothers will tell you that by the time you get to the ninth month you relish the idea of your labor pains beginning, because it means that you will be able to reclaim your body from the little invader who has controlled your every waking and sleeping hours. You anticipate that finally you will be able to sleep on your back, tummy or side without a foot, elbow or knee demanding that you turn over to make “them” comfortable.

It is not, however, until the pains begin that you remember what it was like the last time when you swore to never put yourself in this position again. Rushing back to your core, the pain echoes the pressure, fear and excruciating squeeze and release of muscles left unused since the previous delivery. Like a steely Grinch, the pain carries away every smidgen of tranquility, relaxation and comfort you have been able to muster up for the big day. Replacing your excitement with only one desire…to get it out and over with as quickly as possible!

After everything is said and done and the baby is safely delivered, however, you realize what a great gift pain has given you. Staring down into the face of your newborn is one of the most fulfilling moments of your life and most satisfying. Those who have experienced it more than once can attest that wherever the pain goes, you are grateful that it resides in a place that keeps it safe, able and ready to help you deliver one of life’s greatest rewards ever.