I remember mine with baby 3
For context I’d found out I was having him on the Monday and had him (stood up on the landing) on the Thursday morning
I ended up with pnd which got worse as my doctor refused to help me (advice was ‘go home and have a cup of tea-you’ll feel better’)
I remember her walking in-I’m sat there,unshowered,hair not washed,my breath stank and I looked like shite
I told her I felt awful-I couldn’t find the energy to get up to make a drink-I was sobbing all the time and just felt dreadful,like my brain was full of treacle and I didn’t want to be alive
she patted me on the head and said ‘I wouldn’t worry-your a perfect mummy-to your baby’ and walked out!
I rang them to say I didn’t want her to come back (very happy to have another lady tho) and was told they’d ring ss to take him away if they couldn’t see him
A very long story short,they would ring to arrange to see us and then not show up but would come round with no appointment-often ringing me to have a go at me if I wasn’t at home (they’d come when I was doing the nursery run for the others-and they knew this)
I changed doctors-their hv’s where a bit better but still not very helpful-advice for nits was to ‘pick them out by hand’ (no mention of conditioner and a comb)
I had pnd with no4 and it was a uphill battle to get help again but at least I didn’t have to see her again