Don't really expect any replies but have to get it out... It's going to be a long one.
Am nearly 35 wks with DC2. I've found this pregnancy really tough - sickness, bleeding, nasty car accident, anaemic since week 14 - usual stuff really but for some reason it's knocked me for six. I'm physically not able to do lots with my DD (nearly 3) and it makes me feel very very
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I'm still at work (two weeks to go) and they just haven't taken it seriously at all: they've managed to find maternity cover but they've decided to ditch a third of my job. Last week they realised they couldn't do this and are making me feeling guilty about finishing at 36.5 weeks. I;ve written report after report for them about why they can't just ditch this third (funded by elsewhere in the organisation) and it took me four months to even get a meeting to discuss it.
My MIL is cross with us as we didn't find out the sex of the baby. She thinks it's wrong that DD will still be going to nursery (part-time as she does now). DD 'needs to bond' with the new baby and my needs are not in any way important.
My parents have always said they are not babysitters. Which I agree with: they are grandparents. We seldom ask for any help looking after DD. They live a mile away. So far, they have refused to discus the possibility of looking after DD when the baby is born, and I don't mean for any length of time when the baby is born, I mean when it is literally entering the world. Their refusal is down to the fact that DD is not yet dry at night. MIL lives 10 miles away and my SIL spends half her time with her and half her time at her fella's, depending on who she's most recently fallen out with. If she stays with MIL, there is nowhere for DD to sleep. MIL won't hear of using a car seat so by the time we drive to hers, endure 30 minutes cross-questioning and fussing, we will have added 2 hours to our hospital dash. I dilated 6cm in 2 hours last time!
This all probably is just by the by of life, but my dad's going to find out on Tuesday whether or not he needs major surgery. He's 80 and in good health otherwise and it's just so upsetting. Mum's not well either. It might well be the case that if he does need this surgery, it'll have to be done ASAP. I can't ask friends to take DD as they all have at least one child themselves and/or no room. So I'm facing the thought of giving birth alone.
The one glimmer of hope, if you could call it that, is that there is small chance I may need a section due to low lying placenta (scan next week) and as we do have three days of nursery, we might be okay. I can't believe I'm actually hoping to have to have a section.
Sorry to go on. I feel so selfish for worrying about myself at a time like this 