I gave birth to my DD 11 months ago. My pregnancy was fine and, on paper, so was the birth. But when I look back on it I feel nothing but negativity, and I’m struggling to move on from this. The birth actually went exactly to my preference, except that I wasn’t given gas and air when I really needed it and I tore quite badly. I can just quickly summarise:
• Got booked into the MLU at 10pm, 3cm dilated but 5cm when having a contraction. Because I was technically 3cm the MW should have sent me home but said I could stay if I had a sweep, so I agreed.
• I asked for gas and air but was told it was too early, given codine and left for 4hrs – MW said she would re-assess me at that point
• She came back at 2:30am, I was practically delirious with the pain of contractions and 8cm dilated – MW transferred me to the birth pool right away and I finally got my gas & air. It was such a relief
• About 4am I started to feel the urge to push – MW said I was in transition and not to panic – I said no my body is definitely pushing and she said ok go with it
• I tried as hard as I could but it felt like my DD couldn’t fit out – MW kept saying push as hard as you can and I did
• After 1.5hrs she was born, safe and well
• But I tore in 3 places and all needed stitching
• The stitching lasted an hour and was excruciating – 6 injections of LA and G&A did nothing to help with the pain
• I had to stay in on the main ward all day and overnight because my daughter couldn’t latch. DH was sent home because of COVID restrictions, expect for 2 hours 2-4pm.
• DD didn’t settle in the night because she was hungry – I had barely any sleep at all and eventually gave her formula, even though I had wanted to EBF. Five different MWs/feeding consultants couldn’t get her to latch. We never found out why (she was referred for TT but there was none). I’d laboured through the night and I just needed some sleep.
• I was in agony from the stiches – I sobbed everytime I went to the toilet/showered/sat down. It was hell – worse than labour. This lasted about 2 weeks, then the pain started to subside. By 4 weeks I could walk to the shops.
• One of the tears was on my labia, which split completely in two close to my clit. The stiches there didn’t hold beyond day 2, so it is still split – I am awaiting surgery to correct this.
I don’t know why I’m posting this. I guess I need to talk about it. I feel traumatised by what happened, but I don’t think I should be. I feel guilty when I read or hear about other women’s extremely traumatic births and wonder how I can feel so bad when I compare my birth with theirs – and it was so clearly easier. I guess I’m wanting to know if there are other women out there who feel like I do – like they are traumatised by their births but can’t figure out why?
I’m sorry for such a long post – thank you for reading if you got this far.