Pre-childbirth my experience of caesarean, never mind a VBAC (vaginal birth after c-section), was limited to 'What to expect when you're expecting', which I saw when I was about 30 weeks pregnant and it terrified me. One of the women had to be rushed off for an emergency c-section in which she was drugged up to the eye-balls, completely unconnected from the birth and then nearly dies. Following that and lots of hippy books, I knew I didn't want one. I wanted to experience labour to the max, let my body take over, and all those primeval notions related to giving birth.
However, then I went into labour. On Super Saturday, as I was watching Mo win his second gold medal, I was thinking 'good for f*cking you, Mo, you dick. I wish I could have a c-section'. Entirely unconnected statements but I hated Mo (sorry Mo, I actually think you're lush, I just