Meeting the midwife

Today we had our (rescheduled) first appointment with our midwife. She is FANTASTIC. I could not be happier. She is incredibly experienced (probably one of the most experienced in our province), very down to earth and straight talking, and, most importantly, not pressing an agenda that we will feel forced to follow. She emphasized the importance of their policy of “informed choice”. And we talked about how I would like to avoid as many medical interventions as possible, but that our ultimate (and only) goal from labour is to end up with a healthy bub and mum. So if she decides that I really do have to be induced, I won’t fight her. I think she is a good fit.

Q. was also really happy with her. I think he’s been a bit skeptical about the whole midwife issue- secretly I think he thought they would all be hippy-dippy, into chanting and crystals and demanding home births for all. So I’m very pleased that he’s now totally on board.

I see her again in three weeks, when we’ll have the official first appointment with the taking of our medical history, etc. But I was happy to sign her form naming her as my primary care provider today. She suits us. We will have a second midwife as well, and we’ll alternate seeing them with each appointment, so by the time of the birth we should know them both quite well. Obviously it is possible that neither of them will be able to attend, but our chances of having someone we know deliver our baby are, we figure, much higher with this system than with any obstetrician. They have hospital privileges at one of the two hospitals in my city at which I would be very comfortable giving birth, so that’s all sorted as well. She said the facilities are excellent.

It somehow made the whole thing seem more real. I know that probably sounds ridiculous, given the number of ultrasounds we’ve had, but I think I’m so used to being treated with kid gloves at the clinic that it was unexpected to be treated as a “normal” pregnant lady. And having our midwife chat to us happily about what will happen in May and what to expect just seemed so surreal.

I think for the first time I actually believed that we might be having a baby, and that this wasn’t some giant cosmic joke that was about to come crashing down on us at any moment.

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4 responses to “Meeting the midwife

  1. “I think for the first time I actually believed that we might be having a baby, and that this wasn’t some giant cosmic joke that was about to come crashing down on us at any moment.”

    This sentence makes my heart happy. 🙂

    xxx

  2. Great. Your midwife sounds very knowledgable, but also very practical. I’m glad to know that you’ll have someone you trust with you at the time of birth, but also a team of doctors just in case you need a little extra help.

    It’s really happening.

  3. I’m so thrilled everything is falling into place so nicely!

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