I am 38 weekend pregnant and from start to end I have had shit antenatal care. I have no brith plan, no one has talked to me about options. My GP practice has been terrible. I have consultant care which consists of a different consultant each time telling me different things.
I want an elective c section, which I thought I would be able decide. Each consultant visit requires me to go through AGAIN why I want one while they patronisingly give me information I already have from the research I have already done and then the appointment is over for us to discuss next time..... with you guessed it a different consultant where I have to start all over again without being listened too.
I feel completely marginalised in my own pregnancy like it’s nothing to do with me. I will be giving birth shortly, feel completely unprepared for a labour that I don’t even want. Not one person has asked me what delivery I want like it’s nothing to do with me. It’s pretty much the first time in any setting that I have been treated so much like I’m a) no one b) totally stupid and uninformed. I am neither.
I cried in the appointment today and agreed to a Vbac because I just don’t have the energy to go through the whole fucking discussion again. Now I just don’t want to do any of this any more - I was so excited when I first got pregnant now I’m just sat in a car park crying.
Classic example today: last consultant appointment we agreed that I would have a scan and if the baby was big we could look at a c section. Great. Had scan, baby massive. Turn up to appointment today. Explain the size of baby to male consultant who started smirking and patronisingly explained the size doesn’t actually matter to the extent to tearing.... its the angle of the baby’s head apparently. Right.
Like I’m a prick for even thinking it was a size thing when that’s what a qualified O&G consultant told me 2.5 weeks ago. So what was the point of the appointment - took 2 .5 hours including wait time of my day, cost me half a day off and £40 in childcare, and what was the point?
I know it’s ungrateful and awful to read for those trying to get pregnant and I’m sorry but I’m so done with all this now.