I’m seriously dreading having a c-section. It has completely ruined my last weeks of pregnancy. We found out our son is breech after being told up until week 36 he’s cephalic.
I’m depressed, crying, really upset and really struggling to see the light side, that we’ll have our son at the end of it. Im seriously spiralling. It’s not the surgery as such it’s the admission to a ward and the inability to have my partner there for the first night of our sons life. I feel like I’m being punished for not being able to have a vaginal birth by the banning on birthing partners on wards. Especially while people pile into events and night clubs…
I’m already a PP psychosis risk and extremely worried this is experience mixed with how I’m feeling now is going to push me over the edge…