Has anyone elses OH suprised them with how amazing they have been throughout the pregnancy/labour/birth and raising your child? Or has anyone had the complete opposite and felt let down buy there OH?
Thought it would be nice to start a little thread where everyone could share their stories & experiences!
I felt both let down & surprised by my OH in the end. So here's my little story/experience. And I hope to be able to read some of yours too soon..
Throughout my pregnancy, at first he was dead excited and supportive. And then for god knows what reason he changed. He always said that once I got to 31/32 weeks he would stop going out. But no.. That wasn't the case at all. Actually the closer I got to my due date the more he would go out. Not even just for a few hours.. I mean all night! 5/6pm till 10/11am the next day! It got so bad as to one night when he'd promised he would stay home, he ended up going out at about 10pm, promised he'd be back for 2am at the latest. Throughout the night I started getting really bad cramps & spasms in my stomach, and tightenings. I rang and told him.. He wasn't fussed! Didn't come home at 2am.. By the morning the pains were getting bad so rang the hosp and they told me to go in. Rang & told him.. Again not fussed cause he was too pissed to care! So I went to the hosp by 11am..
As you can imagine I was not happy, and felt soooo let down! And angry, I didn't know what to do. And just cried the entire time. I ended up getting told if the pains hadn't sorted themselves out by the next morning I'd most likely get a csection. So I was kept in over night. Didn't bother ringing OH to let him know. Didn't wana speak to him. I was almost 33 weeks at this point. And thankfully didn't need a section.
Despite all this, when I actually was in labour it was a completely different story!
On the Monday I went to the hosp cause the pain I was in with my SPD was just too much to bare any more. And they asked me to go in, they decided that they wanted to keep me in and give me a diamorphine injection so I could actually get some sleep so I wasn't a complete sleepless zombie when they induced me that sunday. So I agreed. OH was not happy or helpful regarding this.
But he come to the hosp the next day, to sit with me till I was allowed home. The physio came and asked me to show her that I was able to use the zimmerframe, and as I stood up I saw the look of confusion on my OHs face as he was looking at the bed. When I looked over there was a pool of blood. Turns out my waters had broke.
Docs weren't happy with the amount of blood that was there so instantly wanted me take me down to delivery and induce me.
I was panic stricken, as I wasn't expecting blood at all. I was expecting a clearish liquid. So when I was in the loo (supposed to be putting a pad on for them) I rang my Mum, as I was expecting my OH to continue being a complete twat as he had done in the weeks running upto this. So my Mum being 'Super-Mum' left work and made it to the hosp in 10/15mins when really it should of took 30mins.
But when it came down to it, it turns out I didn't need my Mum after all (Obviously I'm grateful she was there!) So from the 12:30 on the Tuesday 18th June when my waters broke and the 16:22 on the Wednesday 19th June when my princess was born.. When suddenly waters broke, was being induced, pessary, hormone drip, gas & air, epidural trauma (took fucking ages to get it done!!!! Agony lol) and then being told my BP & HR were dropping and my babies HR was dropping to then being told I needed an emergency section.. My OH was amaizng! He was supportive, understanding, helpful and caring. He held my hand, listened to nme, listened to the docs/Mws for me and explained things a little later on when I'd calmed a little. He didn't care that I constantly cried and bitched on. He just kept me calm and looked after me. He even went back to his normal self and sat & wound me up and played daft little games.
And when I had to go into theatre.. I had to go alone first and there was like 7/8 people in there talking to me / at me. And I couldn't take it in, and I just sat and cried hysterically, not having a clue whart was going on. Then suddenly he appeared beside me, held my hand and stroked my hair. It was instant relief seeing his face and feeling him there.
Basically my OH went from being a complete twat to being the most perfect person ever! I couldn't of asked for aything better from him. And even just thinking about it bring me to tears with how happy he made me feel that day, even though it was the scariest day of my life. I couldn't thank him more, and its just made me love him more then ever. Cause before that day, the way he was acting made me feel like I'd of been doing it all alone. And I was so scared.
But now when I think about it, I wonder if he acted the way he did, was because he was scared too!
Has anyone else had similar experiences? Or completely different expereinces but on the same topic? Please share! xxx
Thought it would be nice to start a little thread where everyone could share their stories & experiences!
I felt both let down & surprised by my OH in the end. So here's my little story/experience. And I hope to be able to read some of yours too soon..
Throughout my pregnancy, at first he was dead excited and supportive. And then for god knows what reason he changed. He always said that once I got to 31/32 weeks he would stop going out. But no.. That wasn't the case at all. Actually the closer I got to my due date the more he would go out. Not even just for a few hours.. I mean all night! 5/6pm till 10/11am the next day! It got so bad as to one night when he'd promised he would stay home, he ended up going out at about 10pm, promised he'd be back for 2am at the latest. Throughout the night I started getting really bad cramps & spasms in my stomach, and tightenings. I rang and told him.. He wasn't fussed! Didn't come home at 2am.. By the morning the pains were getting bad so rang the hosp and they told me to go in. Rang & told him.. Again not fussed cause he was too pissed to care! So I went to the hosp by 11am..
As you can imagine I was not happy, and felt soooo let down! And angry, I didn't know what to do. And just cried the entire time. I ended up getting told if the pains hadn't sorted themselves out by the next morning I'd most likely get a csection. So I was kept in over night. Didn't bother ringing OH to let him know. Didn't wana speak to him. I was almost 33 weeks at this point. And thankfully didn't need a section.
Despite all this, when I actually was in labour it was a completely different story!
On the Monday I went to the hosp cause the pain I was in with my SPD was just too much to bare any more. And they asked me to go in, they decided that they wanted to keep me in and give me a diamorphine injection so I could actually get some sleep so I wasn't a complete sleepless zombie when they induced me that sunday. So I agreed. OH was not happy or helpful regarding this.
But he come to the hosp the next day, to sit with me till I was allowed home. The physio came and asked me to show her that I was able to use the zimmerframe, and as I stood up I saw the look of confusion on my OHs face as he was looking at the bed. When I looked over there was a pool of blood. Turns out my waters had broke.
Docs weren't happy with the amount of blood that was there so instantly wanted me take me down to delivery and induce me.
I was panic stricken, as I wasn't expecting blood at all. I was expecting a clearish liquid. So when I was in the loo (supposed to be putting a pad on for them) I rang my Mum, as I was expecting my OH to continue being a complete twat as he had done in the weeks running upto this. So my Mum being 'Super-Mum' left work and made it to the hosp in 10/15mins when really it should of took 30mins.
But when it came down to it, it turns out I didn't need my Mum after all (Obviously I'm grateful she was there!) So from the 12:30 on the Tuesday 18th June when my waters broke and the 16:22 on the Wednesday 19th June when my princess was born.. When suddenly waters broke, was being induced, pessary, hormone drip, gas & air, epidural trauma (took fucking ages to get it done!!!! Agony lol) and then being told my BP & HR were dropping and my babies HR was dropping to then being told I needed an emergency section.. My OH was amaizng! He was supportive, understanding, helpful and caring. He held my hand, listened to nme, listened to the docs/Mws for me and explained things a little later on when I'd calmed a little. He didn't care that I constantly cried and bitched on. He just kept me calm and looked after me. He even went back to his normal self and sat & wound me up and played daft little games.
And when I had to go into theatre.. I had to go alone first and there was like 7/8 people in there talking to me / at me. And I couldn't take it in, and I just sat and cried hysterically, not having a clue whart was going on. Then suddenly he appeared beside me, held my hand and stroked my hair. It was instant relief seeing his face and feeling him there.
Basically my OH went from being a complete twat to being the most perfect person ever! I couldn't of asked for aything better from him. And even just thinking about it bring me to tears with how happy he made me feel that day, even though it was the scariest day of my life. I couldn't thank him more, and its just made me love him more then ever. Cause before that day, the way he was acting made me feel like I'd of been doing it all alone. And I was so scared.
But now when I think about it, I wonder if he acted the way he did, was because he was scared too!
Has anyone else had similar experiences? Or completely different expereinces but on the same topic? Please share! xxx