I gave birth in November 2010 to our lovely DD2. I gave birth at 38 weeks after a two hour labour on the floor in front of the X Factor and the paramedics and midwives almost didn't make it in time. I thought I was constipated but my waters were bulging out and I was pushing.
To make it worse DP had D&V and DD1 who was 2 at the time was awake and feeding me chocolate fingers.
After the birth the placenta got stuck and this is where the fun began. I was taken into hospital and DP couldn't come with me because of his D&V so I was alone. They tried to manually remove it without anaesthetic (just gas and air) which was horrendous and the doctor had his arm fully up me. He then told me I had to go to theatre to have a spinal block which was my worst fear and I had to leave my baby in the care of the midwives.
For eight hours I was numb and couldn't feel much while DD2 was breastfeeding (I couldn't even pick her up) and I had to stay overnight in a hospital I hate on my own with DD2 while reeling from the night before.
AIBU to be scarred from this? I never want to do that again. I feel so bad because when I look at DD2 now I realise she's amazing and I shouldn't even be thinking of labour but I still have nightmares.