Hi, if I knew you I'd give you a hug and tell you to stop giving yourself such a hard time. You sound like it's all been a bit of a nightmare rather than a dream and you also sound like you might have had post natal depression. But the overview that I take out of your story is that you're punishing yourself for each and every part and that very little was within your control. Go back to your story and see the bits, 1) bad pregnancy 2) bad birth 3) lack of natural birth with natural endorphins flowing your way 4) bad breast feeding 5) husband away 6) new baby, learning how to be a mother, no sleep - none of these things are within your control or your fault. I don't know much about PND, but you do sound like you had it and maybe you could look into it now - it might make you feel more able to approach a second baby and also seek some help so you can stop punishing yourself.
I felt very similar towards my DS for the first 6 months, the rush of emotion didn't come, it was hard, hard work with no reward and I wondered what I'd done. I also had a c-section, although the BF bit for me was easier. I've since had a 2nd, which was slightly accidental as 1st DS was only 1 when I got pg. So the main difference for me was with the 2nd one, I got all the endorphins and feelings and everything you read about - so I've had it both ways.
I now believe that for those of us who don't get the rush of love (that we are brainwashed to expect) we feel it's us. I believe it's our hormones. The feelings I had for no. 2 were incredible but illogical. He wasn't any prettier, but I thought he was gorgeous, he wasn't any better at feeding, but my feelings towards him gushed. I think when you have a baby without all the feelings, actually you're just reacting more like the father - although without the torment that mums go through emotionally and physically. The dad does very little but catch a perfect baby. The mum has been ripped apart and is expected to close the difficult chapter of the previous 9 months and birth and start the new chapter which is 'life'. I just don't think it's possible, without dealing with what's just happened - or getting the hormones that help you move on so quickly. Why we didn't get the hormones I have no idea, but I do know it's nothing I did or said, as I desperately wanted my little boy and had every expectation to feel as I'd been programmed to expect.
2 more things. If, as I think, we missed out on the natural hormone rush, then you can argue that instead of 'falling in love', we just got to know our new baby over time, which is why after about 18 months onwards, as their little personalities start to show through, that's when we started to love them. And not by 'falling in love' but truly loving them for who they are - that's no bad thing.
I have also wondered if I have affected my little boy by not being the 'earth mother' he deserved. And also, I have the double whammy of bringing home a second baby when he was 22 months who I was gushing over. I've come to the conclusion that it's unlikely, always possible, but unlikely. And because I love the ground he walks on now, I try a little harder. Talking to him, time with him, explaining stuff, telling him how much I love him as well as smothering him in cuddles - even though he's not huggy. And even before the new one came home, I was acting out all the things above because I knew he needed it, even though I didn't feel it and it didn't come naturally. So, to save myself a lifetime of potential guilt, based on feelings not fact, I'm going to assume that all is ok.
Give yourself a pat on the back and feel good about all you have achieved. You sound like a fabulous mum who had a really rough start, but it's ok now, so move on. And if you want a second baby, don't look back, just think whether you really want one, whether you have the energy for it and whether your body can cope, and if so, go for it. Even if you go through the same thing again, you'll be ready for it this time, have coping strategies for it, and you'll know that in 18 months or so your love will develop and you can just get on with happy, family life. Good luck! xx