Just gonna type this out. Because truly it was an awful experience and I really hate my OB ruined this for my last baby. I’m also sure my family is tired of my talking about so now the internet gets to listen to it. I had a different OB with my son, actually had a random OB because I changed my mind last minute and went to a different hospital. So this time around I went to an OB that literally everyone in the family has used. I have one cousin who says she’s didn’t like him everyone else sings this man’s praises. So with my son I had PROM at 35 weeks, water broke around 6:30/6:45 in the morning had my son at 11:41am. Key information for this story. So I’m pregnant with my daughter now. Still can’t believe I have a daughter. An amazing feeling. So I get up at 1:30am and my pants are wet nothing crazy. With my son my entire bag of water broke it was that gush you see in movies so my pants sorta kinda being wet didn’t alarm me but definitely was odd. So I called my boyfriend who’s usually home but if he gets stuck at work he sometimes won’t home till 3/4 in the morning. I explained the situation and he said it’s my body it’s how I feel it’s 100% my choice if we should go to the hospital or not. I had an OB appointment at 9 in the morning but with what happened with my son and how quickly everything happened I decided it was best we went to the hospital. Now mind you I am not feeling any contractions I am in no discomfort I could have went back to bed. Which is what I did with my first and how I was 10cm when we got to the hospital ect. By the time my boyfriend got home, showered and we even stopped at the gas station and got snacks was walking around talking time of my life no pain yet. We got to the hospital at 3am so an hour and half since my water started leaking. We get into triage they don’t run the test right away and it takes 20 minutes and there is contractions on the monitor but again I’m in no pain. My blood pressure was spiking and I am high risk for preclampsia. (I probably spelled that wrong). The test comes back it’s positive for the fluid and they do a cervical check and I’m 5cm and that starts some contractions. I’m not in a delivery room till after 4am. I’m walking around but my contractions are 2/4 minutes apart and I can feel them now. My blood pressure is still spiking, I’m starting to get really light headed so I call my nurse in the room and it’s now just after 4:30am. They tell me I have to get in bed which is fine cuz the room is spinning at this point and I want to puke, they do get me a peanut ball. Which helped so much if it was in the right place but I was kicking that thing all over the place with every contractions which at this point they are practically back to back I’m not getting any break here. I call my nurse back in about pain management options which at this point there is really nothing they can do but when your in that much pain your asking for anything. My OB had just gotten there and this is where my morning goes to sh*t. He’s literally standing there while I had my face buried in the pillow trying not to puke and he literally says “this is your fault for not getting the epidural when you got here.” Mind you I wasn’t in any pain what an hour and half ago. I love that my labors are quick but fulling dilating in an hour f*cking hurts. He then says he’s gonna check me. And I tell him to wait till after my contraction and he says “no it’s better if I do it during.” And proceeds to shove his hand in there while I’m like mid contraction. To which I kick more out of reflex than anything and he tells me he won’t help me if I do that again. He also brakes my water without discussing anything with me first. After that he just leaves the room doesn’t say anything else to me. I immediately feel myself pushing. Like please understand I myself was not pushing but I could feel my body pushing. I tell my nurse flat out “I’m pushing” and she’s a great nurse she’s standing there rubbing my back like “he just checked your only at an 8. Baby is going to be here soon. Try and breathe.” The other nurse in the room is like “no the heads out go get the doctor.” For context I’m still on my side, like hugging the bed rail, still have my face buried in the pillow. The room was just spinning, I wanted to puke so bad. So my OB comes back in and is like “get on your back.” And I’m telling him I can’t like I can’t move I’m in so much pain, I can’t even open my eyes and he literally says “I will not help you if don’t get on your back.” So the nurses start moving me. And I feel my baby come out and I can hear her hit the bed. My boyfriend and the two other family members in the room confirm that no one caught my baby. Like yall were so concerned about how I was laying and trying to move me. Feel like catching the baby should have been priority number one. I instantly feel 100 times better same thing happened with my son like the pain just instantly stopped. So I’m able to open my eyes now and the doctor literally threw my baby. I’m not even being dramatic my boyfriend and family in the room saw the same thing and even a nurse yelled at him. He threw my baby on my chest she landed weird and that’s when the nurse yelled at him to “watch her neck” I’m holding her while I deliver the placenta which thankfully didn’t get stuck this time. And then they take her to do the assessment and get her under the warmer for a minute. She was born 37 weeks exactly so not as early as my first but still early. I look at my nurse and just start begging her to not let him do any stitches on me. I had a 2nd degree tear with my first and didn’t get any stitches and I didn’t not want them this time around. My nurse literally tells me “you didn’t tear.” And my family member after everyone left said that she saw my OB throw the suture kit back on the table. My OB didn’t say anything else to me just left. My daughter was born at 5:54 so this man had to interact with me for less than an hour, and he seemed beyond put out by it. Still a week later just mad and hurt by how he treated my daughter during all this too. Like your literally paid to catch the baby like that’s all I needed you to do and then to just throw her. I had to call and make my follow up appointment with his clinic, which he’s never at and the nurses there are so nice but my stomach is just in knots like I don’t want to go. I don’t want anything to do with him ever again in my life. Thanks to all who read this whole thing. And thanks in advance to any comments.