I don't know why they treated me like they did. They didn't know what a woman in labour who is not on drugs looks like. They wanted me to be on my back, constantly monitored and on drips and drugs.
I know that I had a 27 hour labour with my first born, stitches, faff and the general shock and surprise of giving birth, I then had a stillbirth and my third birth would have been a wonderful, wonderful experience if I'd just stayed at home.
He didn't graze me, no one was in the room when I delivered him, physically it was a pleasant labour, resulting in a completely calm delivery.
Instead I was in tears, I was patronised, I was left alone and made to feel bad when I asked to hear the heart beat and I tried to leave the hospital an hour before I gave birth.
It was really tragic. There is no way I'm going back to that hospital. I've earned this loving birth. They can fuck right off if they think they're taking it from me.