When I had dd2 the (planned) c section went wrong. 8 years of pain later it's resulted in a hysterectomy.
Day 2 the doctor came round and did babies discharge paperwork - she could go home. Perfectly healthy (gorgeous) formula fed baby - second child and DH and 2 grandparents at home.
I was still unable to move, out of my head on morphine and codine with catheter in.
I asked if my DH could take her home and let me recover in peace - get some sleep and concentrate on myself. I didn't feel safe looking after her - I couldn't lift her properly, I was drugged up.
Oh the fuss - I had a psychologist at my bedside in 30 minutes and was monitored for a year as I was "rejecting my baby" - eh no I was thinking my healthy husband - her father - was in a better position to care for her than I was.
Anyway she wasn't allowed to go home with him - so at night i had to pick up a 2 day old by the babygro head dangling to try to feed her, change her nappy (she ended up with nappy rash as I didn't clean her properly) when I couldn't find a nurse to help.
I remember crying my eyes out when no-one came after about 30 minutes of her screaming and me buzzing as we had run out of milk - she drank 3 bottles which was supposed to last all night in the space of about 2 hours. I couldn't walk the length of the ward to get more - I couldn't even sit up properly.
I wasn't safe to care for her. Her father was. Why on earth wasnt he allowed to care for his child.