Hey Ladies and babies, I too have been reading and not feeling up to posting.
The MIL saga gets better, after her having a huge tantrum about LO name being too British (hello he IS half British!!??) and it being me that was forcing OH into "allowing" the name. She is now complaining that I have not been "welcoming" them when they visit post birth. Bare in mind the occasions she speak of were 1.5 week post birth, where I'd been feeding all morning and finally got a shower just before they arrived so was getting dressed, drying my hair and and getting LO to sleep then came from the bedroom straight after to hug and say hi etc etc and 3.5 weeks post birth, when I was sat on the sofa with LO who would have woken and screamed. The front door is directly into living room so spoke as they arrived and hugged when they came over. I had a 2nd boardering 3rd degree tear for gowds sake and am still suffering in week 6 - yet she ecxpects I jump around offering drinks and food!? Errr, whats wrong with her sons coffee I'll never know, especially since he is a coffee freak and I don't drink it!!
Breastfeeding has been going very much downhill too- I was getting uncomfortable and LO was taking so long to feed, so I googled about latch etc, bad idea as ours is crap and I'm finding it impossible to get support over here. Oh and the MIL again is helping heaps by keep telling me I don't have enough milk... my milk will totally dry up by 6 months... Hmm, thanks for that! What did I do to suddenly deserve the MIL from hell, just when I need the support as do not have much of a network of here.
I feel awful, I keep finding myself crying when LO is and then I suddenly notice its gone quiet, I look down and he is looking at me with his beautiful big eyes
. OH is being a bit crap too, apparently I should do everything as he is "at work all day". He is very good at doing the 7am feed at the weekend (early bird) but its a long time weekend to weekend when LO is waking to be fed every two hours some nights and not being put down all day, it would be nice if he could do the 10pm feed without the guilt trip.
knitta I'm so sorry you didn't have the labour you had hoped and planned on. Nor did I, it gets a bit easier to deal with as the days/weeks go on.
I didn't feel it was appropriate to speak about before when others were still to labour and I also found it a bit hard to speak about, I had a horrible experience, no pain relief at all as there wasn't time. Everything went too fast for communication other than shouts of "breath the oxygen for the baby", my veins collapsed, they punctured one that then bled out, I was passing out betweeen contractions, ended up with a trapped nerve at the beginning and couldn't move legs, lovely tear as I had to push him out as quickly as possible even though he had his hand by his ear and to top it all, he came out cold and blue. I'll never forget the feeling of him being put on my stomach as they rubbed him with a towel. I had spectators the whole time with MWs on standby at the end of the bed and 2 doctors in and out. God knows why they didn't take me for an EMCS, I think it was to do with me not being stable enough as they were having to medicate my pre-eclampsia, I'm hoping my notes will explain all as I'm requesting to see them. Urk, I wont even go into the days that followed :-(.
Still, he is here and I love him to bits and I am thankful everyday that things are not different.
Jeeze, I'm so sorry thats so self indulgent, it all sort of spilled out.