Had to go attend to a diaper change and midnight snack.
But wanted to come back to add, Evyn, yes, no question, once you get your little one, it's all worth it. Not just labor, but all the discomforts of pregnancy (though I never had m/s as you suffered with it), everything. In fact, it's soo worth it, that even thinking about that question makes me laugh now.
It's like, once I saw DD, I thought, "if I'd known it was YOU in there the whole time making me so uncomfortable, I wouldn't have minded." I know that probably doesn't make sense. I'm still chock full o hormones and gushy. My birth experience was fine because I didn't have a lot of set expectations going in and at the end I was given this perfect gift of a little girl. Even having some tearing and laying there, legs propped up in stirrups while the doctor sewed me up (nurses coming and going and attending to DD all the while), I couldn't have cared less. All I could do was crane my neck and ask DH about our daughter. I kind of knew that actually having my baby would change my perspective on things, but I wasn't prepared for this . . . entire paradigm shift. NOTHING else is as important or wonderful as she is. Well, DH is right up there.
But he and DD are my whole world. To sum up in a suitably mushy way -- it kind of feels like, you know at the end of "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" where the Grinch's heart, which was 2 sizes too small, grew three sizes that day? When Evie was born it's like my heart just grew, more than I ever knew it needed to. And she filled it with such amazing love and joy, it's hard to think about any discomfort at all.