@hyacynthia My labor was ok, but JUST afterwards, while I was trying to figure out breastfeeding and how to pee and my body was shaking from shock, a social worker strolled into my hospital room and threatened to take the child because I put that my PARTNER smokes pot on the intake papers.
My OB/GYN knew and didn't care, he didn't smoke in the house, for nine months no one said shit, for 6 weeks the hospital didn't say shit (I did my intake papers early and dropped them off) and we are Canadian so this is fucking moot.
But that bitch rolled into my room and threatened to take the baby and we were confused and exhausted and didn't understand. She wanted her ass kissed. So I kissed it. I begged. I thanked her for her generosity in allowing me to keep my few-hours-old child.
My kid will be 5 in December and I am still dealing with the trauma of that moment. For the first year of his life, I got crippling panic attacks if I was away from him, certain that "they" would finally come for him now that we were apart.
All this is my way of saying that shit is fucked up, your experience is your own and your trauma is valid.
I too have my tubes out. I hope you enjoy your reproductive freedom.