So I haven't really thought about my daughter's birth nearly 6 months ago because I've been busy with raising a baby and my other child!
Yesterday I had to take her to A&E (bloody bronchiolitis after a recent chest infection) and on the familiar drive to the hospital I started getting really anxious and panicky, which I realised was about her birth.
Fast forward to the early hours of today and I can't get back to sleep because it's all I can think about.
I felt like I was dying on the table (emcs) although it was my 2nd time having one and they took a long time to get through the scar tissue, I think I react badly to the anesthetic because I was uncontrollably shaking and shivering, feeling faint and sick ( I actually threw up during my first).
It's just all came flooding back to me and it's horrible. The failed induction (again), being needed because I was PROM, the invasiveness of the checks, the breaking of the waters (attempted several times because they couldn't get to it to break), the harshness of the consultant telling me she needed to see me in more pain to know my labour was progressing or they'd need to do emcs (I was having strong TOCO readings but wasn't in enough pain apparently). The failure of not being able to have a vbac like I'd wanted following emcs with my eldest.
Recovery room and feeling so cold they were layering me up with so many blankets because I couldn't stop shivering and shaking whilst having my blood transfused back to me.
The failure of the hospital to remember to turn on two phototherapy lights (don't even get me started) when she was severely jaundice and about to be rushed up to NICU (also failing to do her OBS, missing her antibiotics and talking to me in the most patronising way when I advocated for her).
I never really spoke about my traumatic birth with my eldest either as I just sort of pushed it down.
Just needed somewhere to vent and speak to others about their experiences.