Hey girlies. Finally ventured back on here after a week.
Baby B was (eventually) born 22.58 25/03/13 9lb7 47 hours after my waters went.
Had 4 bags of induction fluid; kept being told "2 more hours and if he's not born we'll have to take you to theatre" for around 10 hours - which made pain management pretty tricky.
I had 5 lots of diamorphine and 2 epidurals (they took 4 attempts at each and massacred my back).
Felt like a sideshow at the circus with 10s of male students stomping in with no notice giggling with their clipboards saying "we've never known a labour progress like this before" whilst I'm stood there practically naked, off my face, shaking and peeing myself because no one would let me get to the bathroom.
Taken for an emergency c section around 9pm then taken out of theatre because someone else needed the surgeons more and shoved in a side room whilst my epidural wore off (they did offer me more gas and air which wasn't really having much effect by then).
The surgical team then got baby b out in 5 minutes; (after the other half had apparently walked into the wrong side of theatre and seen half if me on the floor) and it took just over an hour and a half to stitch me up whilst my blood pressure dropped right down, I went black and ended up on oxygen.
Got to recovery, then my room, numb from the boobies down on my own unable to do anything for my son, having to buzz and hope someone arrives everytime you/he needs something made me feel pretty worthless as a mother.
They then moved me onto a ward the next day against all the advice if the mental health team which resulted in me having panic attacks so they moved me back, then had another 3 days in hospital with the most inconsistent care; frustrated I couldn't lift my son up, then got home Thursday night.
Now I'm home I find myself crying a lot, he likes his daddy far more than me but probably because his daddy can cuddle him more. Some of my stitches came out Saturday which I thought would help but then I got engorgment due to me having to now bottle feed due to Nottingham being able to hold B man long enough to establish breast feeding.
Sorry for the lengthy post; the birth and aftermath were fairy traumatic; I did go in with an open mind but I could never imagine half the stuff ever happening; I think I'm most upset about the lack of dignity and the lack of bonding.
Hopefully things will buck up soon; was just hoping for a straightforward birth as I was high risk anyway due to manic depression; least I've got a mental health team around me. Shame tho that I'd like my mum to visit ATM but it stresses my OH out as he feels pushed out. I just want to be pain freeeeeee and then me and baby b can do stuff; I actually think less than 1% of the last week or so has gone to plan!
I'm such a whinger, sorry guys :/ I do have a beautiful little boy to show for it xxxx