I wanted to keep my pregnancy and our daughter’s birth as natural as possible. “Safety first, simplicity second,” my husband and I told anyone who asked. I was comfortable with my ob/gyn, a knowledgable, no-bullshit woman with whom I’d been through an earlier miscarriage. My hope was to avoid a C-section, skip labor-induction drugs like Pitocin, skip the epidural and any other narcotics, but if my safety or the baby’s was at risk we would adapt our plans.
Because of our doctor’s understanding, I never bothered to write up a birth plan, though I’ve heard of some, pages long, that sound more like diva’s concert riders. Mine would have read something like, “Please keep this simple. Try not to cut me open and help us avoid drugs. If I’m out of control, ask John. He knows what I want.”