I'm expecting DC2 in 6 weeks. It's honestly made me think I've got a bit of PTSD from my previous birth and mat leave.
I keep reminding myself it won't be like that again.
My husband not being allowed into hospital with me until I was pushing. Then not allowed after being in a bed with a spinal I was given AFTER birth to repair a horrendous tear and blood transfusion holding a brand new baby thinking what the hell has happened all on my own.
No aftercare at all. No midwife visit. No health visitor. Being told how to check for jaundice over the phone.
Baby suffering silent reflux for months as no GP appointments no feeding support.
Needing my own mum so desperately and it being illegal to see her.
Needing a 'village' and being so so alone.
The fear around what was going on outside.
Being told my baby was 'socially inept' at his 12 month review which was over the phone because he didn't hug a doll
Dropping him at Nursery at 11 months old with people I had never met into a building I was never allowed into for 9 hours a day when I returned to work
Finding out about party gate...
Second pregnancy has brought it all back flooding to the surface.
My DS is the most amazing little human but by god was that a shit time.