I've been bobbing around here on MN for the last few weeks or so, working up the courage to get this out of my system!
I had my daughter in hospital, it was a great birth, I was really enjoying it from within, (can't say I enjoyed the minor interventions imposed on us from outside !) but I found it really fullfilling, and under 5 hours later, my DDD came into the world.
About 5 hours after the birth, my daughter had trouble breathing, I pressed the emergency button, and a midwife came in, grabbed my baby from me, and ran away from me, with her, down the corridor, without a word. I belted along behind, at full waddle, and followed her into the nursery, where the suctioning equipment was situated. By the time we got there, my daughter was ok, so the midwife went back into the corridor towards the room. About halfway down, my daughter again had problems breathing, so the midwife (looking extremely panicky at this stage) charged back into the nursury, with me in hot pursuit. A second midwife was in the nursery, and she proceeded to suction my daughter. At this stage I froze. I was feeling really 'not with it' by then, scared, like I was in a surreal situation; it's hard to describe, but the fear for my baby was just overwhelming. The midwife completed suctioning, handed my daughter back to me, looked me straight in the eye, and said "Some women shouldn't BE mothers", I was too shocked to reply, and just left the room under her distainful stare.
This unfortunately had a hand in catapulting me into depression, major anxiety about my maternal capabilities abounded. After all, my ability had been not just questioned, but stamped and s**t on within hours of the birth.
It's taken me over a year and a half to tell anyone about this. I haven't even told my husband yet.
I have problems concieving due to PCOS, and I'm over the moon to be pregnant again now. What I really could do with help on, is how not to let this incident affect my next childs birth. Or me on the whole, any longer. I've already decided on a home birth and this incident has played a deciding part in that decision. I'm well again now, after being depressed, but I can feel thoughts about all this bringing me down again, and I'm scared that if, for some reason, someone did anything like this again, that I just wouldn't be able to cope. How can I drive away this anxiety?