Was chatting to dh about our ds's birth as we are due again in June and I am struggling with feelings of anxiety that I can't really rationalise.
Anyway, it emerged from the discussion that I "lost" a bit of time after the birth.. actually a LOT of time.
I remember ds being held up (he had a low-ish Apgar of 6 and was very limp and blue), taken away and eventually I remember him coming back. I remember him being placed on a trolley beside me and feeling very anxious that no one had shown me his face. This was 2-3am. The next memory I have, I've now worked out, is the middle of the FOLLOWING night. I have very clear memories of not being able to feed ds while he screamed and of a midwife being absolutely horrendous to me and other women on the ward, to the extent that what I remember is sobbing over my son apologising over and over to him for having "failed" him because I couldn't feed him.
To give you an idea of the midwife's failings, she told me that I needed to pick up dropped wipes from the floor as she "wasn't my slave" (I had full spinal and was catheterised so couldn't move) and also laughed at me when I said it hurt and said "of course it hurts, you silly girl, you shouldn't have bothered being a mum if you couldn't cope with a bit of breastfeeding pain". I remember her saying these things to other women in the ward too. The whole postnatal experience was a shambles. Ds wouldn't feed at all and was increasingly more and more distressed, and we had to literally beg to have anyone come near us. My memory is of him just SCREAMING constantly and really struggling to get him to latch on. I also had very limited pain relief for most of it, and having had a Kielland's forceps delivery, was in quite a bit of discomfort from the stitches that meant picking the baby up was difficult, as was sitting to feed.
I self-discharged before the third night against recommendations and told the matron that I couldn't have another night like I'd had the previous night. I then had weeks of terrible trouble with bfing which all make sense really in this context.
Dh told me this weekend - and I was TOTALLY shocked by this - that he was with me for nearly 4 hours after the birth and we had skin to skin etc. I haven't even the vaguest memory of any of it. I don't remember any of the next day (dh talked me through the first nappy changed etc and a phonecall from my mum, and a delivery of a balloon - not even a WHISPER of a recollection). I had literally knocked all of this out of my mind, and thought that my bad experiences on the postnatal ward were directly after the birth more or less. Apparently not...
I find this really quite weird. Is it some side effects of the drugs in birth, (had full spinal block for trial of forceps) or the difene/cocodamol, or the tiredness, or all three? Is it a hormonal thing, or is it that my postnatal ward experiences have literally overshadowed all of my little boy's birth?
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I feel really stupid about all of it. It seems like such a small thing to have been so traumatised about - I've had many traumas in my life and I thought I was made of sterner stuff. Anyone experience anything similar?