Getting to see my midwife is a bit of a hassle. I have to check in at the Midwest Health Clinic, which is loud, crowded, and not really high on customer service. I get my chart and then head down the hall to a quiet, serene office where I sit on a quilt covered daybed and I am talked to directly, not placated or talked down to.
Today, we tried to hear baby's heartbeat, but baby was too busy swimming and dancing in my belly. So, next time we will try again.
The Midwives are nutrition-centric. They believe that many complications can be avoided through conscious intake of nutritious foods. I like the guidance a great deal. I do not want to be obsessed about gaining weight, but I do want to gain weight consciously. I think it would be very easy for me to junkfood and 40-60 pounds without even realizing it. So, I am going to try to be conscious and try to get in all sorts of healthy stuff for the wee one.
When we did not hear the heartbeat, we were offered the option of getting an ultrasound which Damon and I decided not to do. It would really be for selfish reasons- The midwife was not concerned, and I had been warned by so many people that they did not hear the heartbeat this early on, that I was completely emotionally prepared. Ultra-sound is only to be used when medically indicated, and even then, the fewer you get, the better it is for baby's brain. So we will wait until we are further along.
I am feeling pretty good. I am still pretty sick in the evenings, but that is tapering off. I am enjoying most of this :)
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