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My husband said, "Pffff, so what — just two minutes and that's it." I thought if he saw everything with his own eyes he'd appreciate me even more. Why do we women always pity them, try to please them?! In my family my grandmothers and my mom always gave themselves entirely to the family, to the husband, to the children. On the big day I decided to handle the contractions at home and then go straight to the hospital to give birth. The contractions weren't like in my first labor, but I wanted to cry and beg for a C-section. As usual, in my own way, I decided not to show it — I endured the contractions silently, dancing a bit, sometimes even trying to joke ? After that, of course a man will think I'm fine)