I didn't want my husband after I'd given birth, I wanted my Mum. My husband was shellshocked, traumatised, exhausted and quite frankly, useless. I chose a MLU and planned to be in and out with no fuss After 30 hours of back to back labour and a very stuck baby, I had an EMCS.
I was still completely numb from the chest down, had been awake for 48 hours and had "lost more blood than we like you too". And then all my support was sent home. I didn't sleep a wink. I was so mentally and physically drained, frightened to death of doing something wrong and exhausted beyond words. I was in a ward with 3 other women, one who refused to feed her baby (not breastfeed, bottle feed, every time her baby cried, she called for a MW and ignored the baby until one came. She "was in hospital for a break, I have to do it all when I get home") Another who's mobile phone rang loudly, she got calls and texts all night.
The MW tried their best but it was busy, calls went unanswered for a long time. The baby had been put in the crib too far away for me to reach so I had to stand up to get him, I bled over the floor, I was mortified and tried to clean it up away ls best I could.
I asked for help with breastfeeding and the midwife told me to feed him lying down, but I couldn't lie down because my body wouldn't let me and I was in pain, plus I was utterly terrified of falling asleep and crushing him. We'd been warned not to cosleeping as "a baby fell out of bed last week in this room because Mum fell asleep with him!"
I couldn't keep getting in/out of bed to put him in the incubator (my catheter was too short and I was tethered to the bed one end by that and the other end with a cannula attached to a drip.) So I just sat up with him between my legs until 7am when I rang my Dad to tell him to send someone before I went slightly mad with lack of sleep. I've never been so exhausted in my life. I bled through my dressing and needed it to be changed as I was sitting in a puddle of blood, the HCP apologised and was lovely but it still took over 45 minutes from me ringing the buzzer.
Would it have been easier if I'd had someone there with me? Yes. Would it have been even more hellish if I'd had to deal with three other women's partners? Absolutely yes. It was hot, cramped, I was in no fit state and in an environment I'd never anticipated being in. I just got on with it at the time (because there was no alternative ) but looking back it really blows my mind to remember.
But allowing or not allowing partners isnt the answer. It's more midwives, more health care professionals, more funding for maternity care. I discharged myself after 24 hours because I needed sleep and help and there was no way on earth I was spending another night in hospital where I'd get very little of either.