It’s staggering the number of cold and rude HCP’s there are.
The MW I encountered when I was in labour with DS2 was one of the rudest I’ve ever met.
DH and MIL were driving home from a funeral 2 hours away when I had to go in. My lovely, lovely late FIL took me in. I was terrified as I’d had an awful time in my first birth with twins (ended up with the fun of forceps for DD1 and c-section for DD2) so FIL was keeping me calm while I panicked that DH wouldn’t make it.
He was perfectly respectful. He left the room when I was examined, other than one time when I asked him to stay. He said numerous times that he’d park his arse on the chair next to the bed or in the corridor or in Land’s End - wherever I wanted.
Yet this one nasty piece of work kept commenting on it being odd that he was there. Even when it was explained four times. It also had to be explained three times that no, I didn’t want to call my mother as a) she was dead and b) I was brought up by my grandparents due to my parents being abusive. After she loudly and rudely told him to “stay up there and not be creepy” when FIL was facing me and calming me through a panic attack he asked for someone else as he didn’t think she was helping the situation.
The next one that came was obviously annoyed at the situation so she didn’t say a single word to me. Just came in, examined me, then as she was walking out said I was 4cms and it would be ages.
An hour later DH and MiL arrived. FIL went to pick the older kids up from school. I kept saying I wanted to push so asked the Mw to check me again and they said no, it was too soon. After four requests I really could feel it and asked DH or MiL to have a look as I was sure DS was coming out. MIL squawked, told DH to move to the end of the bed and ran out. DH delivered DS before she got back (having had to actually shout at the MW and we’re convinced the MW was actually following her to throw her out!)
When we were being moved the first MW actually had a cheek to tell DH that someone should have pressed the buzzer, even though we had.
When I requested a home birth in my next pregnancy I said that I’d had an awful experience with them the two community midwives, who had been playing the “this is the risk of one, this is the risk of the other, you have to think carefully” devils advocate role said they weren’t surprised as soon as they heard the names and said if I felt up to it would I still complain. Even though it was a long time later they said they heard similar stories too often.