So, I saw my midwife this morning, and -
Wait. Have I left something out? Let me back up. *grin*
curiousangel and I are absolutely thrilled to announce that I am eight and a half weeks pregnant. We've known for about a month, and the secrecy has been killing me - but I wanted to wait until after the first medical appointment before I told the world.
So, I saw my midwife this morning, and it went well.
How I'm feeling: Relieved. Queasy. Tired. Sore-breasted. Bloated. Utterly preoccupied. A little moody. Worried that somehow it will turn out that I'm not really pregnant. Addicted to saltines. Irritated by ridiculous pregnancy advice. Paranoid. Possessed of the world's most powerful sense of smell. So lucky to have
curiousangel, who is being saintly. Slightly alarmed that my breasts have already gotten a cup size larger, and I've still got seven months to go. Excited.
About the visit: I've chosen an independent midwife practice which has delivery privileges at my neighborhood hospital. Because of my hip surgeries, I'm at higher risk of needing a C-section, so a hospital birth makes the most sense - and this hospital specializes in women's health and has all the labor & delivery bells and whistles, including water birth facilities. There are three midwives in the practice. They want us to rotate through and see all of them, because whoever is on call when I go into labor will deliver our baby.
The practice seems very, very supportive of individual choices - for example, a lot of their clients choose natural childbirth, but they don't push it for everyone - epidurals and other pain control methods are fully available. If pregnancy complications require me to see a physician, I can keep my midwife as a primary provider and they'll bring the physician in as part of the team. (I was worried because some of the things I read implied that you could get "kicked out" of midwife care partway through, if complications developed.) If I have to have a C-section, the midwife will stay at my side.
She doesn't want me to worry about gaining any particular amount of weight. She's not concerned that I've lost five pounds. She doesn't worry too much about listeria from deli meats, as long as I have careful food handling practices. She wants me to drink a lot more water. She seems to have a great deal of technical knowledge, and yet she didn't dump it on us indiscriminately. She had very specific advice for how to be a healthy pregnant woman working in an HIV clinic, which was nice. She seems to be very familiar with birth defects, and not unduly scared off by mine.
I'm due the first week of April, 2005. (I am going to be so pregnant at alt.polycon 12.)
Yay!
Wait. Have I left something out? Let me back up. *grin*
So, I saw my midwife this morning, and it went well.
How I'm feeling: Relieved. Queasy. Tired. Sore-breasted. Bloated. Utterly preoccupied. A little moody. Worried that somehow it will turn out that I'm not really pregnant. Addicted to saltines. Irritated by ridiculous pregnancy advice. Paranoid. Possessed of the world's most powerful sense of smell. So lucky to have
About the visit: I've chosen an independent midwife practice which has delivery privileges at my neighborhood hospital. Because of my hip surgeries, I'm at higher risk of needing a C-section, so a hospital birth makes the most sense - and this hospital specializes in women's health and has all the labor & delivery bells and whistles, including water birth facilities. There are three midwives in the practice. They want us to rotate through and see all of them, because whoever is on call when I go into labor will deliver our baby.
The practice seems very, very supportive of individual choices - for example, a lot of their clients choose natural childbirth, but they don't push it for everyone - epidurals and other pain control methods are fully available. If pregnancy complications require me to see a physician, I can keep my midwife as a primary provider and they'll bring the physician in as part of the team. (I was worried because some of the things I read implied that you could get "kicked out" of midwife care partway through, if complications developed.) If I have to have a C-section, the midwife will stay at my side.
She doesn't want me to worry about gaining any particular amount of weight. She's not concerned that I've lost five pounds. She doesn't worry too much about listeria from deli meats, as long as I have careful food handling practices. She wants me to drink a lot more water. She seems to have a great deal of technical knowledge, and yet she didn't dump it on us indiscriminately. She had very specific advice for how to be a healthy pregnant woman working in an HIV clinic, which was nice. She seems to be very familiar with birth defects, and not unduly scared off by mine.
I'm due the first week of April, 2005. (I am going to be so pregnant at alt.polycon 12.)
Yay!
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Date: 2004-08-26 12:58 pm (UTC)