I'm Fine (and other lies)I slept through my first labour. Eventually a midwife woke me. 'It's time to push,' she said, pointing to the machine that was monitoring my baby. It showed contraction after contraction, spiking and declining with mountainous patterns like the heart rate machines on medical shows. Beside the machine was my husband, Steve's, face, watching me closely, complete with massive eye bags from worry and exhaustion; it appeared that while I'd been sleeping