God jem, what a nightmare!
Well, just got back from my fecking useless midwife appointment, I'm really quite annoyed. Bearing in mind I haven't spoken to anyone about the birth since my 11 week booking in appointment, I assumed I'd be able to talk over any late concerns I had since, y'know, I'm 37 weeks tomorrow and he could come any time.
But no, I waited for over an hour in the hot waiting room (no windows) with a family of foulmouthed chavs who all went out for regular fag breaks then declared they were cold and kicked the main doors shut while all the pregnant women in the room sat there fanning themselves and glaring at them.
I finally got called in and she said "we're running late so no time to talk, I'll just measure you and you can go"
I pointed out that I hadn't spoke to anyone properly about the birth, and she said "you should have done that at parentcraft classes" (which were run by a student midwife who didn't know anything about our notes)
I started to get a bit upset, for all I know she could be the last medical person I speak to before I go into labour ffs. She refused to look at my birthplan because "I won't be delivering you so there's no point" and "don't bother speaking to your consultant about the birth, he won't be delivering you either"
Well, somebody tell me who the f**k I SHOULD be asking then!!!
....and breaaathe....
Anyway, the main thing is is everything's normal, but she measured me at 40 weeks and has put him on the 90th percentile for growth, and added "he feels massive" just in case I didn't get it.
No wonder they were running behind so much if it's like getting blood out of a stone to get the woman to do her bloody job, frankly.