My (ex)HV as I never intend to see her again was worse than useless and her interference made my life pure hell. Even though it was baby No4 and all babies had been slow gainers (enormous at birth but all below average later on)she was weighing weekly. (Bf baby of course- and she's not a mother, also of course.)
She decided my baby was failing to thrive, and I was depressed, neither of which were true. She forced me to go to the GP, and I collected the prescriptions for antidepressants for 3 months, without ever taking them. It was apparantly the only way to convince them that I was not 'denying my problems.'
She orchestrated (with a previously unknown GP) a really nasty run-in with social services over my insistence to breast-feed and my 'high standards' and life was horrendous. I really thought they were going to take my baby away and it was a very very scary time. It was a year ago, but I am sobbing as I write this.
Ironic that I'm now studying for a medical profession. Social services really did enjoy sticking their noses in to a 'non-typical' family, and were fond of pointing out that child abuse takes place in even the nicest looking homes, and middle-class families. (Really excellent advice from social worker was to give him solids - he was barely 16 weeks)
My other children's schools were also contacted without my consent.
When I later got myself together enough to complain and saw my notes, she had written loads of personal comments about how well-dressed I was, or judgements about my relationship with other half, and financial issues which I found offensive and unnecessary.
Then, at 8 month check, when I declined to have DS4 weighed because of all the stress, (and he was quite podgy by then) she and the Dr decided to gang up and threatened me with another social services referral if I didn't have him weighed. (We had finally shaken them off by that stage) The reason? The Dr had never come across a mother who wasn't 'interested' in her child's weight, so it constituted a 'neglect issue.' Direct bullying I'd call it.
Overall, I felt (and still feel come to think of it ) very let down by her, as she had first seemed keen to be friendly. I feel she betrayed my trust and honesty.
I can't imagine I'm her favourite 'Mum' either.
Gosh, it feels good to let it out in cyber space.