This might be long, so please bear with me.
I suffer with depression and anxiety, and after unsuccessfully weaning off my medication (citalopram) earlier in my pregnancy am now back on a low dose as was becoming unable to cope. TBH, the dose I'm on currently is not enough to completely manage my symptoms but it is enough to cope with day-to-day life, and most days are fine.
I'm now 37 weeks pregnant with my first child. I've felt like I've spent this pregnancy in and out of the labour and antenatal wards (first due to cysts, then hyperemesis requiring multiple admissions, then decreased fetal movement - thankfully a false alarm, then UTI, then threatened preterm labour at 35+4 requiring a three day stay with steroid injections for baby's lungs and nifidipine regime to relax uterus. I'm also being monitored for ?obstetric cholestasis - LFT's a week ago normal but waiting for bile acid results and still itching.
With all the visits in and out of the hospital Im frankly sick of being there, and my experience of the midwives there when in and when calling for advice has been very mixed - last time I called (and subsequently went in) the midwife I spoke to was very dismissive and made me feel like I was being a neurotic nuisance despite that I was calling on the express instructions given to me on my previous visit. She put me 'on hold' but failed to mute the phone so I overheard her discussing me with the senior midwife who also seemed baffled as to why I was troubling them. They ended up telling me to "come in anyway as we're not busy, so you may as well."
On to the current issue:
I've been having strong braxton hicks on and off since discharged following the pre-term labour scare. On Sunday afternoon, I noticed that I was very damp all down my thighs, and had a watery discharge that soaked through my knickers and pj bottoms. I changed and mentioned it to my mother who told me it was probably nothing or maybe the result of a weak pelvic floor. A few hours later when I got up (we had watched a film) I noticed I had soaked through my clean knickers and a little onto my leggings. I changed again and put a pad in. When I checked the pad later I found it hard to tell if I had any further watery discharge (being as it was clear) but did feel generally damp. Had a bath and went to bed.
I did consider phoning the labour ward that evening, but my anxiety is mainly focused around social interaction and the thought of making any phonecalls made me feel on verge of a panic attack. Before when I have asked DH to call them for me they have always insisted he put me on so they can talk to me.
Recently my anxiety has been heightening , ? due to the holiday season and also that last week was the first anniversary of a very painful bereavement. In addition my experience the last time I called the hospital put me off - I felt like my call would not be welcomed.
The next morning, there didn't seem to be much discharge. Have felt continously damp since but not enough to soak through underwear or a pad. Started having contractions last night at about 10pm which were every 15 minutes and definitely not BH. However these all stopped at about 3am when I fell asleep and have only had the occassional BH since then.
Saw my midwife today at 9am. Told her all of the above and she seemed very annoyed that I hadn't been into the hospital or called them. Said "You know you should call the hospital if your waters break." Tried to explain that I didn't know if it was my waters or not and that it seemed to have mostly stopped, also no one has said to me "call the hospital if your discharge turns watery", just mentioned bleeding and contractions increasing, decreased movement etc. Baby has been active, still feels like she's trying to kick her way out of me.
I asked her if it was my waters then, and she said there was no way of telling for sure without going to the hospital and being checked over there. She told me to put a pad in and if there is any more leaking in a couple of hours to call the hospital as it was bad for waters to have been broken for a long time. I felt very much like I'd been told off. She then spoke of how she would see me in a few days at my antenatal classes and for more blood tests.
Since she left I've been crying constantly, worried that my anxiety/fear over calling the hospital has endangered my baby. The anxiety is being compounded by the thought of going back into hospital and being examined, as when I was admitted with ?labour before I had a very traumatic internal and speculum exam which was extremely painful and brought on flashbacks to my rape and sexual abuse from ex-partner several years ago.
So basically I'm sitting here in hysterics because I feel like I've been massively irresponsible due to my anxieties and put my baby at risk. I really dislike myself at the best of times but right now I hate myself intensely and feel unfit to parent, as I apparently can't even put my baby first before she's born.
If you've made it through all that well done. It ended up even longer than I expected. Just need to get it all down and out, and maybe a bit of handholding?