Saturday, May 28, 2016

First Appointment with the New Midwife

We had our first appointment with the midwife. I went on a cleaning spree the day of the appointment. While Steve and our daughter helped a lot, I wore myself out. Just before she was due to arrive, I took a quick shower and then sat down in the recliner to give my aching back and feet a rest.

As it turns out, I got to rest longer than expected because the midwife got stuck in traffic. She called to apologize and say that they would be arriving late. That's definitely something we'll have to keep in mind once labor begins. She's already an hour away (closer to an hour and a half by the time she gathers her supplies and picks up her assistant). We need to be sure we call her early enough that she has time to get here even if she does hit traffic or we'll be delivering this baby ourselves.

The appointment went well. We visited for a bit and went through the initial paperwork and medical history. Then we moved on to the exam. I'm measuring right on schedule and the baby's heartbeat is nice and strong. The baby even gave the midwife a good kick when she was feeling for its position. Afterwards we chatted some more and then she scheduled our next appointment.

I asked about an ultrasound since we still don't know if this baby is a boy or a girl and I remembered her saying she has an agreement with some local doctors for ultrasounds and blood work. Well it turns out that while she has a couple that will do blood work, the only one that does ultrasounds is the one we just transferred from, which puts us in a kinda awkward spot. I did some googling and it looks like there's a place a few towns over that does elective ultrasounds without a doctor referral so we're just going to go there. They do 3D/4D ultrasounds so we'll probably get a better picture anyway. We're planning on going there this coming week.

I have to say I love how much more relaxed this appointment was in comparison to the ones I had with the former baby doc and even the practice I went to while pregnant with my daughter. Those appointments always felt rushed and focused only on the pregnancy. This one was completely different. It was more like sitting around chatting with some friends about this and that with a little pregnancy stuff thrown in. I'm really glad we made the decision to switch.

I'm a little bummed that Steve missed this appointment. While he had planned to be here for it, he got a call from one of his side job clients in the afternoon. Since we can use the extra money with the baby on the way and he thought he could make it back for at least part of the appointment, I told him to go ahead. The job ended up taking longer than planned and he got home just minutes after the midwife left. Thankfully, our daughter was here with me and I had her record the baby's heartbeat with my phone so he still got to hear it.

The next day I could tell I had overdid it with the cleaning. I could barely move when I woke up because I ached all over. While I had planned to run a bunch of errands and take my daughter for a hair cut, I only made it to the grocery store. If it wasn't for the fact that it was Steve's birthday and I wanted to cook him a nice dinner, I probably would have skipped that.

Apparently something with the birthday dinner didn't agree with me because I woke up today feeling crappy. I wasn't hurting as bad, but I had no energy and my stomach was a little upset. I ended up spending most of the day in bed.

Hopefully tomorrow I'll be feeling better. I feel bad because our daughter is out of school now (her last day was the day of our appointment) and I really want to spend as much one on one time with her as I can before the baby arrives. Since Steve is off at least a few days a week, we also have some family outtings planned. We're hoping that it will help make the transition from only child to big sister a little easier for her.

Monday, May 23, 2016

We Now Have Our Midwife!

We interviewed the midwife and her assistant at the end of last week. The interview went great, although it ended up having to be delayed by a couple hours. The midwife was nearly to our house when she got a call from another client who thought she was in labor. Since the other client was 2 months shy of her due date, that had to take precedence over our interview. Thankfully, it turned out she wasn't really in labor so after the midwife got her settled, she was able to come for our interview.

The midwife has tons of experience. She's trained under some big names in midwifery, including one woman whose books are required reading in most midwifery schools. She's been delivering babies longer than I've been alive. The assistant is an EMT. She's had all her own kids at home and is currently training to be a midwife herself.

They answered all of our question with flying colors, including the tough ones about how they deal with specific emergencies. They're very hands off, which is what I want, but have no problem being more hands on if I change my mind later. I feel like I'm in great hands with them and Steve and our daughter both liked them as well.

We talked it over among ourselves and then called to let her know we wanted to hire her. Our first appointment is scheduled later this week.

Then came the tough part, letting the old baby doctor know we were going with someone else. Since I tend to be a non-confrontational person, I had planned on just emailing him, but when he called today to confirm the appointment we were supposed to have this week, I got put on the spot so I had to tell him over the phone. While there are several reasons behind our decision to transfer care, I decided to just give him the simplest and hopefully least offensive one-that I'm just not comfortable with a man attending me. Thankfully he was really nice about it and even said that the midwife we're transferring to is a great one.

Now that we have all that out of the way, I can relax and hopefully enjoy the rest of the pregnancy.

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Good News

I took my car in for its checkup and it got a clean bill of health. The mechanic put it up on the lift and didn't see anything out of place, loose or damaged. Then we went for a ride so he could see how it handled on the road and I could point out the noise I was hearing. He diagnosed the problem as my spare tire cover. Apparently it took some of the impact, which pushed it in enough that it's vibrating against the bumper. So it's an easy fix. The cover needed to be replaced anyway because the zipper on it was starting to split so we'll just take it off until we can get a new one.

In other good news, I'm pretty sure we've found our midwife. She was out of town when I called the other day, but called me today as promised. We ended up talking for nearly an hour on the phone and she sounds perfect. She's fully on board for what we want. She has had clients transfer to her from our current doctor so there should be no issues. She has an agreement with several local doctors (including our current one) so we can have labs and ultrasounds done if needed. She also has a relationship with the hospital in a nearby town so if a transfer is necessary (her transfer rate is incredibly low), she'll be able to stay with us as a support person.

She only takes on one client a month so we don't have to worry about her being with another client when I go into labor. She was even willing to negotiate her fee. Once she learned we're a single-income family, she immediately offered to drop her fee by whatever we've already paid to the current doctor (nearly $1000) and said she'd work with us on the rest. Since her fee includes another midwife that assists her, we'll be getting two for the price of one.

She sending us an information packet that details both her and her assistant's training, some information on her practice and a list of previous clients I can talk to. She said to give her a call once we had had a chance to review it and we'd set up an appointment to meet in person. If I like her as much in person as I did on the phone and Steve is comfortable with her, we're hiring her.

I think the baby was happy everything is working out good because he was very active last night, more active than he's been so far. Since it's the weekend, we let our daughter stay up a little later. She was laying in bed with us watching TV when the baby started moving a lot so I took her hand and put it on my stomach so she could feel. I wish I had thought to grab the camera first because the look on her face when she felt a kick was incredible. It's a memory I'll cherish forever.

Friday, May 6, 2016

Another Car Accident

It appears our jinx on new cars has continued. As you may recall, Steve bought me a new car a couple years ago. An hour after we got the tag, he got hit by a bus. The settlement from that wreck paid a good chunk of our down payment when we bought our house last year.

Shortly after we found out we had a baby on the way, we decided to upgrade my car. I figured that once I got further along, I'd have trouble getting in and out of the car I had because it sat so low. Plus, it was a 2 door, which would make it a pain to get the baby in and out. So we shopped around and bought one of the smaller SUVs not too long ago.

Yesterday, I got rear-ended while sitting at a stoplight on the way to pick up my daughter from school. Thankfully, the other driver wasn't moving that fast when she hit me so nobody got hurt, although it scared the living daylights out me. The officer that responded freaked out a little when she realized I was pregnant and wanted to call an ambulance, but I felt fine and I'm not a fan of the local hospital so I refused. I did call the baby doctor to ask if he wanted me to come in to get checked out. Once he made sure I felt okay and that my stomach hadn't hit the steering wheel, he said I was fine to just go home as long as I promised to call immediately if anything changed.

Once we got done with all the paperwork and the other driver was issued a ticket, I left to go pick up my daughter from my in-laws. I had called them as soon as I got my car out of the road because I knew there was no way I'd make it to the school in time. Then we headed home.

Needless to say, everyone is freaked out about it. My daughter knew something was up when my in-laws showed up at the school because I always tell her ahead of time if someone else is picking her up. I had hoped to avoid her finding out until I was there, but they ended up having to tell her. Even after she saw for herself that I was fine, she stayed glued to me for the rest of the evening. She was still pretty clingy this morning.

It really bothered Steve because he was at work when it happened so he couldn't be there for me. In fact, if he hadn't been working, I probably wouldn't have been at that stoplight in the first place because he usually picks our daughter up on his days off. Since I knew he'd be upset if I didn't tell him right away, I texted him to let him know what had happened and assure him I was fine. Even with my assurances, he still texted every half hour for the rest of his shift, as well as calling on all his breaks, to make sure I was okay.

He was still asking once he got home from work and he kept a close eye on me the rest of the night. I thought he was going to have a heart attack when we were laying in bed watching TV and he looked over to see me sitting with my hands resting on my stomach. I do it every night because that's when the baby is most active, but he panicked, thinking I was doing it because something was wrong.

Today I have to take my car in for a checkup. While I was able to drive it home after the accident, I noticed a vibration that hadn't been there before. Steve took it for a ride up the road when he got in from work and noticed the vibration as well, but since it was dark and raining, he couldn't really poke around to see what was causing it. Normally, he does all the work on our cars, but since he's working for the next three days and the bill will be paid by the other driver's insurance anyway, he said to take it in to the local shop to get looked at.

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

The Search Continues

We hit a snag with our midwife interviews. First, one called to say she had checked her schedule and she was already overbooked for the month I was due so she wouldn't be able to take me on after all. She gave me the names of two other midwives. One was the other midwife we were already planning to meet. The other was a midwife who I'd heard mixed reviews about, which makes me a bit leery.

Then the other midwife we had planned to meet called to say she had just lost her mother unexpectedly and was going on sabbatical, feeling that she wouldn't be able to give a client her full focus and attention while she was grieving. She gave me three names to try. One is the same midwife the other had given me. One was a name I had heard great things about, but didn't put on my initial list because she's 2 hours away and I was hoping to find someone closer.

The third name seemed familiar but I was having trouble placing it. It wasn't until about an hour later that I finally realized why it seemed familiar. I had actually spoken to her about a homebirth way back when we first started trying for a second child. So I gave her a call. She's out of town at the moment, but due back later this week and promised to give me a call once she gets home. I am praying that she will be the right midwife for us.

In other news, my nesting instinct has kicked in already. Despite being barely over the halfway point in my pregnancy, I insisted that we start preparing the room I intend to birth in. Steve spent part of last week emptying out and scrubbing the room from top to bottom before moving in the furniture I wanted (which also got a good cleaning). My daughter and I have been working on decorating.

This weekend, I plan on sanding down the rocking chair I brought back from my grandmother's house after she passed and giving it a fresh paint job. Once that's done, I'll dig out my sewing machine and make some cushions for it. I may whip up a few maternity outfits while I'm at it since there's only one store in town that carries maternity clothing and they're ugly.

The nesting instinct has spread to other areas of the house. I've been doing tons of laundry. I reorganized the fridge in my kitchen and the extra freezer I have in the basement. The pantry is next on my list. I'm gathering up recipes so I can start putting together casseroles and crockpot meals for after the baby comes. Having any dishes in the sink makes me anxious so I've been loading them in the dishwasher as soon as they're dirtied.

I've been on a daily search for cobwebs and dust. As soon as I figure out where the Windex went, I'm cleaning all the windows. Thankfully, the previous owners of our house upgraded the windows so they tilt out for easy cleaning inside and out. I've been eye-balling the dogs for a bath, which I think they know since they've started heading the opposite direction whenever I call them.

Also on my to-do list is my daughter's bedroom and the nursery. While it's driving me crazy to wait, I decided to hold off on them for a couple weeks until my daughter is out of school. That way she can help me, especially since she's touchy about her bedroom.

Even the outside of the house isn't immune. I sent out daughter out yesterday to sweep the carport. I've been digging in the flower beds. I'm trying to talk Steve into renting a pressure washer so we can give the driveway and the outside of the house a good clean. I haven't told him yet but I also want to repaint the shutters and our front door.