Here’s the thing about Birth Plans. It’s a plan. It’s the perfect ideal of what you want to happen if you could make the world perfect. But it’s just a plan and the likelihood is, it won’t go the way you want it to, so be flexible and be okay with changes as they happen because they do happen for the best.
I told my husband back at the start of this pregnancy that if I asked for the epidural, I wanted the epidural and he didn’t need to feel like he had to protect the “Plan”. In the end, I couldn’t be happier. If I had to do it again, I’m pretty sure I’d still want the epidural. By the time I got it, I was spent. I was an absolute wreck and worn out… it had been 36 hours after all. I am thrilled I got an epidural and frankly, I wish I hadn’t been so stubborn against it in the first place. It was the best decision I’ve made since deciding to have a baby in the first place.