...and I need to get ready to interview another midwife. We've been seeing a perinatologist once a month. We figured out pretty early on that once a month was kind of excessive for sonograms...and we figured out quite late that our Dr. does nothing. He reads sonograms. But we like seeing our daughter and we have no one else, so we go.
At first I was against, then just reluctant to look into homebirth. So far we've met with one homebirth midwife and 2 nurse midwives (hospital midwives). It was then that it all came together. Chris and I began to unravel the mystery of American births.
This blog is both a collection of my pregnancy stories and a recollection of how we came to know what an American birth meant.
A key: To put some order to this otherwise chaotic blog (which it no doubt will be), I will use a code. This blog cannot, will not, ought not be in chronological order. Sorry. However, with these markers you may be able to make some sense of my nonsense :).
1. Symptoms Mal: Pregnancy tales from the dark side
2. Symptoms Bueno: The light and wonderful side of pregnancy
3. Aspirations: Dreams I have for raising my child
4. Exasperation: Trials and tribulations
5. Pitter patter: Baby kicks
6. Perspiration: Work stories
7. Midwife Profile: Interviewing midwives
8. Epiphanies: Realizations I came to
Happy reading!
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