Me again... Thank you for the replies. I have been reading up on Birth Trauma and Birth phobia.. It's been interesting to read other people's stories. The one thing that is a little different seems to be that despite having a terrible birth, when the baby arrives this seems to make everything "ok" for most people in the sense that they can come to terms with having had a bad experience because they have a baby to show for it... ie "having the baby made everything ok" - this wasn't the case for me with dd and I can't imagine it being the case this time. I recognise I have severe anxiety / depression about actually having the baby as well. So it's like there isn't a golden nugget of sunshine to look forward to at the end of anything.
I have made an appointment to see my GP today at 4pm. That in itself is quite a big deal for me. I generally think they can't do anything to help with how I feel about it all but talking to everyone here and the affect it's having on my dh makes me feel I at least need to give it a go.
I'm unsure how honest to be with my GP. I mean I can say to him that I'm feeling anxious about the possibility of being forced into a vaginal birth and tell him the midwife's written to the consultant to request I have a c section further to my letter and appointment with the consultant.... That's only half of it though really. But I'm worried that if I tell him how I'm really feeling then I might not see the light of day again or that he will suddenly send a mental health team round or whatever else.
My main concern is that I will be labelled mad (no offence meant by this to anyone that is but I reasonably insightful so I don't want to be carted off anywhere). I can't have my ex dp (dd's dad) find out about it either somehow and try to say i'm an unfit mother and try to take dd aged 9 away from me... I know he'd have a field day if he knew how I was feeling about everything right now. It's really that more than anything else that's holding me together at the moment.
I mean how do you go in and tell your GP that you've considered killing yourself because you don't want to have this baby no matter whatever way they offer you to have it because every possible way is just as bad as each other (c section marginally less), and basically to just not be here is better than to go through any of it at all?
And them saying to you that "you'll have a baby at the end of it" is quite possibly the worst thing imaginable so it's not exactly a comfort? That's a bit of a difficult conversation to have.
Dh had a day off from work yesterday.. I think he was a bit hurt that I didn't want him to come to the gp with me (so didn't book an appointment till today) but I have come to the realisation that I need to stop talking to him about all this as he's going to end up hating me. It's too painful for him as he just doesn't understand and I'm sucking the joy out of everything for him.
So I compartmentalised everything (I find it easy to detach myself) and we ended up having a nice day, we went for lunch, we laughed about things, I pretended I'm doing okay and that I'm happy about everything to do with the baby.
In the evening he cuddled up to me and touched the bump and was happy and emotional to feel the baby moving about, I haven't let him near the bump for a few days as I've just been totally shut off and in denial about everything but I know I'm hurting him by being like that.
Today he's been texting me from work and asking me to tell him what the doctor says and that he wishes he could go with me. I told him I will tell him what he says.
(I will ask about that anti depressant Bupropion. Thank you for mentioning that one to me).
Dh is not stupid however and knows I'm not 100%.. he sent me a text saying "thank you, yesterday was lovely" - I think he knows I'm making a massive effort.
I took dd to her dance class with him last night which is hard for me as all the other mums were there and they all asked how long till the baby is due, and have we got everything and "oo how exciting" smiles, laughter etc. I played along with it all, made all the right noises. Dh seemed so happy, he really wants to be able to get excited about everything. I feel sorry for him. It's not his fault he's married to a woman like me.
I work part time and I am back to work next week and I'm dreading it as it will mean more talking to people but I'll just have to put a face on and get on with it. I don't want to go on maternity yet.
The odd thing is despite having a reasonable day yesterday on the face of it, I don't feel any different really. Dh and I already have a name for the baby and dh will refer to when "xx" is here, and talks about the baby being "xx" but to me it is just "the baby". I don't feel like it's anything to do with me or even that it's anything other than a random baby that's somehow hijacked my body and has taken up residence in my body. I'm not interested in seeing what the baby looks like or wondering what it's going to be like. Whereas dh is always talking about who it will look more like or whatever else. I feel like it's his baby and nothing to do with me. Of course I can't and wont' say this to him.
I spent part of the day yesterday looking at holiday brochures thinking to myself that if I do feel this way when this baby comes as I think I will then I might just use my credit card and take myself, and possibly dd, away on a long haul holiday and leave dh (and my mum and his family) to it as he's the only one who's actually bothered about the baby. Yes, that's selfish but it's a strangely comforting thought to enable me to get through the day. I actually had the thought that if I liked it wherever I went then I could get a job out there and just not come back. The main reason this could never be a reality is because I couldn't do that to dd or to dh. I am utterly trapped.
So back to today and the reality of life. More chores to do, things to sort out. And then the GP. I guess we'll see what he says.