So I totally flaked on my week's worth of healthy dinners. Maybe I'll try again in two weeks when I'm on spring break.
Needless to say, things just got really hectic and the next few weeks don't look like they'll be slowing down much.
Last week I started 5 units of NPH (insulin) before bed to regulate my fasting blood sugars (they're still on the high side). Because of that, my OB scheduled me for a c-section on April 30 at 8:00 am. WHOA! April starts next week!!! If I happen to go into labor earlier than April 30 on my own, then I can deliver naturally. He just doesn't want me going past that date.
I know a lot of people who would be "disappointed" about needing a c-section or worried about the fact that yes, it is major abdominal surgery. But me? I'm actually pretty relieved for a few reasons:
1) I know that she will be closely monitored before, during and after surgery and they'll make sure she's okay.
2) 1) I'm horribly impatient. Knowing that she will be here by a specific date makes me less anxious.
3) There won't be any pushing (unless, like I said, I go into labor naturally before the 30th). Therefore, her head and my lady parts won't be all sorts of misshapen after birth. Shallow? Probably.
4) I'll get more money from my STD and Hospital Indemnification Policies (an extra couple of hundred dollars never hurt anyone).
I think that's it for now. Of course, there are some things that I worry about as well:
1) I won't get to hold her right away.
2) Recovery from a c-section.
I don't know much about them so that's all I have for now.
Either way, there is no avoiding the fact that this little princess is coming on April 30, and I absolutely cannot wait to meet her.
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Monday, March 10, 2014
A Week's Worth of Dinner: Day 1
Seeing as how it is a real possibility (I'll know in a couple of days) that I will end up on some insulin for the remainder of my pregnancy, I figured it's a good time to start making sure that I eat super healthy foods.
I did really well the first few months of pregnancy (it helped that my biggest cravings were Cream of Wheat, fruit and fresh vegetables) but have really fallen into some bad habits. Baby Daddy is an accountant and it's his busy season which means lots of quick [and usually unhealthy] dinners for me. I think I'm going to give up eating out for Lent (better late than never right?)
Also, I have absolutely no idea how much weight I've gained. I know I started out heavier than I would have liked to have been, and for that reason I have made clear at every appointment that they are not to tell me my weight. I remind the doctor to simply tell me if I'm gaining too much or too little. As of last week's appointment, the doctor said my gain has been absolutely perfect. I guess that's as good as it can possibly get when it comes to gaining weight.
Anyway, a colleague of mine who really eats well gave me this quick and easy, one pot recipe for lentil stew that happens to be delicious (I was wary of lentils since they're not something I typically eat). This was actually the second time [in one week] that I made it. That means it's officially become a staple, so I figured I'd share it.
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| Lentil Stew |
Ingredients:
2 Tbsp Olive Oil
2 strips of bacon (chopped up)
Chopped carrots (no set amount - just eyeball it and add however much/little you want)
1 chopped potato
1/2-3/4 cup French Green Lentils (rinsed - I don't soak them)
1/2 cup canned tomato sauce
Basil
Salt (I use kosher salt)
**I just eyeball the seasoning. Last night I just used a palmful of a basil/oregano/tomato blend I happened to have in the spice cabinet**
Water or broth (enough to cover what's in the pot. I've used beef broth and water with some bullion thrown in and both have been good)
Parmesan cheese rind (not necessary)
Directions:
1. Sautee bacon in olive oil
2. Add carrots and potato and sautee for 3-5 minutes
3. Add lentils and sautee for 3-5 minutes
4. Stir in tomato sauce
5. Add basil, salt, and water/broth.
*Here is where I toss in the cheese rind
6. Let cook about 40-45 minutes and then serve.
I doubled the recipe for last night's dinner because the leftovers are even better the next day, so I wanted to be sure I had some.
We LOVE spicy food in our house so I actually meant to add some crushed red pepper, but I forgot. I will definitely be trying that next time though.
Enjoy!
Friday, March 7, 2014
Yes, I am LOVING pregnancy and no, I'm not sorry
Every day I am asked how I'm feeling. My response is, normally, "great!" plus a smile and a thank-you for asking. However, I typically get the following reactions:
"Wow. Every pregnant woman in the world probably hates you."
"Oh you must have a high threshold for misery."
Or, my personal favorite, "Ooooh you better not let so-and-so hear you say that. She'll want to kill you."
I get that every pregnancy and every woman is different. And some women probably are miserable. You hear about the common pregnancy symptoms: morning sickness (which isn't confined to just the morning OR the first trimester for that matter), sore boobs (some women claim they become so sore that the water hitting them in the shower feels more like knives stabbing them) and fatigue. At least these are the symptoms that I had been expecting. To be honest, none of them sounded pleasant and my husband kept our house stocked with cases of ginger ale and boxes of saltine crackers for months while I waited for them to start. Only, they never did.
I turned into a wreck: anticipating that the ultrasounds would show nothing on the screen or that I was bound to start bleeding any day. I mean, you have to have some symptoms when you're pregnant, right? RIGHT!?
Well, as it turns out, the answer is no. Symptoms do not mean that you will have a healthy (or unhealthy) pregnancy. Once I realized this, I almost started feeling guilty about my "easy" pregnancy. And then I got over it.
I've dealt with more hardship over the past five years than I'd ever wish on anyone else. Over the course of five years, I have lost my grandmother, dad, and friend - all of whom were indescribably important to me. Often times, their absence is still palpable. And I'm sure it will be even more so once our daughter is born and it hits that she will never be able to meet these people who are so important to me. All the while coming to terms and dealing with infertility. In short, the last five years have been anything but happy and or easy.
Then came this pregnancy. For the most part, it has been absolutely perfect (minus the GD that just reared its ugly head a few weeks ago). I mean, sure. There are a few things that are, at best, annoying: my nose is constantly stuffy, I haven't slept through the night in God only knows how long, I almost always feel like I fell on and bruised my tailbone, sitting on my couch for more than an hour becomes painful, and as of this week, I will no longer be wearing socks because I simply cannot get them on. Oh, and I forgot to mention the snissing.
Maybe this all sounds bad, but it's really not. Inconvenient? Sure. But not enough for me to say that I hate being pregnant. In fact, I love it. 95% of the time, I do feel great, and I am so beyond excited to meet our daughter. With everything I've been through over the last five years, I deserve this perfect pregnancy. And for that, I just can't apologize.
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Finishing Out My Pregnancy with GD
I was officially diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes (GD) about two weeks ago. I failed my one hour Glucose Tolerance Test (GTT) with a whopping 170 (it should have been at or below 130).
My new OB (whose office I LOVE and will talk about later) sent me for a two hour GTT (thank God for small favors because the old office was sending me for a three hour). The fasting blood test was normal, the two hour blood test was normal, but I failed the one hour again. Make sense?
I had to start seeing an Endocrinologist who basically told me that my blood sugar spikes but comes down relatively quickly so I should be good with just monitoring my diet and spacing out my meals. Easy enough. I now have to test my blood sugar four times a day: once in the morning right after I wake up and then two hours after every meal. Again, it's pretty easy and I'm able to see which foods make me spike...no more Mac n' Cheeseburger with fries from Cheesecake Factory (which is probably a good thing).
I had a follow-up appointment yesterday and asked him why my morning levels are higher than normal. I mean, I test my blood before I even have my morning coffee so what gives? The doctor told me that I have to start making sure I have a snack before bed because my body can't go that long without food.
So last night I ate some trail mix (I really don't have a huge appetite so I had to force it down) before bed. When I woke up at 1:42am (I'm always up in the middle of the night for a pee break) I finished the bowl. Then I tested at 6am and it was STILL too high. Obviously the trail mix didn't cut it.
I have to fax him my log in a week and if snacking before bed and in the middle of the night doesn't help then I may need a shot of insulin before bed. This part is especially hard because like I said, I'm not one of those pregnant women who is hungry all the time. Ugh.
The risks to our baby are scary - GD could result in a larger baby who would probably need to be delivered early and therefore could be underdeveloped. At least that's what the Endocrinologist said.
I'm seeing the OB tomorrow and will see what he has to say. He'll also be doing another anatomy scan so hopefully she's not growing bigger or faster than normal.
My new OB (whose office I LOVE and will talk about later) sent me for a two hour GTT (thank God for small favors because the old office was sending me for a three hour). The fasting blood test was normal, the two hour blood test was normal, but I failed the one hour again. Make sense?
I had to start seeing an Endocrinologist who basically told me that my blood sugar spikes but comes down relatively quickly so I should be good with just monitoring my diet and spacing out my meals. Easy enough. I now have to test my blood sugar four times a day: once in the morning right after I wake up and then two hours after every meal. Again, it's pretty easy and I'm able to see which foods make me spike...no more Mac n' Cheeseburger with fries from Cheesecake Factory (which is probably a good thing).
I had a follow-up appointment yesterday and asked him why my morning levels are higher than normal. I mean, I test my blood before I even have my morning coffee so what gives? The doctor told me that I have to start making sure I have a snack before bed because my body can't go that long without food.
So last night I ate some trail mix (I really don't have a huge appetite so I had to force it down) before bed. When I woke up at 1:42am (I'm always up in the middle of the night for a pee break) I finished the bowl. Then I tested at 6am and it was STILL too high. Obviously the trail mix didn't cut it.
I have to fax him my log in a week and if snacking before bed and in the middle of the night doesn't help then I may need a shot of insulin before bed. This part is especially hard because like I said, I'm not one of those pregnant women who is hungry all the time. Ugh.
The risks to our baby are scary - GD could result in a larger baby who would probably need to be delivered early and therefore could be underdeveloped. At least that's what the Endocrinologist said.
I'm seeing the OB tomorrow and will see what he has to say. He'll also be doing another anatomy scan so hopefully she's not growing bigger or faster than normal.
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
My Birth Plan (so far...) UPDATED
I will most likely be updating this post as the next three months [tick or fly] by.
Someone asked me about my birth plan a couple of months ago and I said, "huh?" Honestly, I had never given much thought to such a thing. My guess was that labor will go something like this:
1. Water breaks in the middle of the night and I yell, "Honey! It's time!"
2. Hubs jumps out of bed, helps me down the stairs and grabs my bags as we make our way to the car. Luckily it's the middle of the night so there's no traffic and we get to the hospital in under ten minutes.
3. I end up in the delivery room, push for a few minutes and poof! Brand new, beautiful baby girl is in my arms by sunrise.
Yeah........silly, naive me. I know.
I started looking up birth plans and WOW! Some people are just nuts. I did come across this satirical birth plan which pretty much sums up a lot of what I found.
I decided to ask my doctor about this at my next appointment. Her response was an eye roll, an irritated grunt, and a snide remark letting me know that the idea of a birth plan is utterly ridiculous as far as she's concerned. All right then (see my post about finding a new OB). I have a call into a new practice and hopefully they will go over my "plan".
It doesn't include much at this point but here's what I have so far:
1) I want drugs...and I don't feel the slightest bit of guilt about that. I've met people who have this overwhelming desire to "feel childbirth". I think some women worry about the baby and some want to feel empowered. Me? I want this baby out in one piece and I have zero desire to feel that happening.
2) No Pitocin or any other type of induction. Not only are they linking Pitocin to Autism (along with just about everything else), but everyone I've spoken with who has had Pitocin said it's the worst thing ever.
From what I understand, Pitocin contractions are the worst. And everyone I know who has been induced with Pitocin ended up with a c-section anyway. So, as far as I'm concerned, just pencil me in for a cesarean.
3) I do not want any residents or students (medical, nursing or otherwise) involved in my birth. I get that they're there to learn, but learn on someone else.
4) This may make me sound like a horrible mother, but I'd like them to clean the baby before putting her on me. I just think it's kind of gross to hold and kiss a baby covered in birth stuff. I've waited this long to meet her, I can wait another few minutes while they clean her up before I hold her.
And that's the extent of my plan for now. It's a pretty simple, no frills birth plan. No hypnosis, dim lighting, soft music, or any other kooky requirements or prohibitions. Like I said earlier, I'm sure this can and will change a bit over the next couple of months.
UPDATED
My how things have changed.
For starters, I switched OBs and I am so glad that I did. In switching OBs, however, I also switched hospitals and again, I'm so glad that I did. I have an earlier post about why I needed to leave the old practice, so I won't get into that again here. I am currently in a practice that has one doctor, one nurse practitioner, and one physician's assistant. I have met with all three of them and have zero complaints. I don't feel stupid for asking questions, and I never feel rushed.
The hospital where I will deliver is also much smaller and more personal. The only down side is that you are not guaranteed your own room. This is a huge problem for someone who is allergic to everything and who has a bad case of misophonia. I will be informing the delivery nurses of my allergies as well as my allergy induced asthma and the fact that breathing has been incredibly difficult throughout much of this pregnancy. I was told to do this while on our hospital tour by one of the nurses after I spoke to her about my concerns. Hopefully they keep me by myself.
Another great perk about the new hospital is that there are no residents, medical or nursing students to worry about.
I also have Gestational Diabetes and am on insulin, which means that if I go into labor naturally I can deliver naturally. However, if this doesn't happen before April 30, then I will be having a c-section. I had an exam earlier this week and she doesn't appear to be in any hurry to vacate the premises so I am banking on the c-section.
So I guess that all solves a lot of my birth plan issues. There will be no students and no induction. Drugs will be given and I won't be able to hold the baby right away anyway. She will be bathed first. Sounds good so far!
Someone asked me about my birth plan a couple of months ago and I said, "huh?" Honestly, I had never given much thought to such a thing. My guess was that labor will go something like this:
1. Water breaks in the middle of the night and I yell, "Honey! It's time!"
2. Hubs jumps out of bed, helps me down the stairs and grabs my bags as we make our way to the car. Luckily it's the middle of the night so there's no traffic and we get to the hospital in under ten minutes.
3. I end up in the delivery room, push for a few minutes and poof! Brand new, beautiful baby girl is in my arms by sunrise.
Yeah........silly, naive me. I know.
I started looking up birth plans and WOW! Some people are just nuts. I did come across this satirical birth plan which pretty much sums up a lot of what I found.
I decided to ask my doctor about this at my next appointment. Her response was an eye roll, an irritated grunt, and a snide remark letting me know that the idea of a birth plan is utterly ridiculous as far as she's concerned. All right then (see my post about finding a new OB). I have a call into a new practice and hopefully they will go over my "plan".
It doesn't include much at this point but here's what I have so far:
1) I want drugs...and I don't feel the slightest bit of guilt about that. I've met people who have this overwhelming desire to "feel childbirth". I think some women worry about the baby and some want to feel empowered. Me? I want this baby out in one piece and I have zero desire to feel that happening.
2) No Pitocin or any other type of induction. Not only are they linking Pitocin to Autism (along with just about everything else), but everyone I've spoken with who has had Pitocin said it's the worst thing ever.
From what I understand, Pitocin contractions are the worst. And everyone I know who has been induced with Pitocin ended up with a c-section anyway. So, as far as I'm concerned, just pencil me in for a cesarean.
3) I do not want any residents or students (medical, nursing or otherwise) involved in my birth. I get that they're there to learn, but learn on someone else.
4) This may make me sound like a horrible mother, but I'd like them to clean the baby before putting her on me. I just think it's kind of gross to hold and kiss a baby covered in birth stuff. I've waited this long to meet her, I can wait another few minutes while they clean her up before I hold her.
And that's the extent of my plan for now. It's a pretty simple, no frills birth plan. No hypnosis, dim lighting, soft music, or any other kooky requirements or prohibitions. Like I said earlier, I'm sure this can and will change a bit over the next couple of months.
UPDATED
My how things have changed.
For starters, I switched OBs and I am so glad that I did. In switching OBs, however, I also switched hospitals and again, I'm so glad that I did. I have an earlier post about why I needed to leave the old practice, so I won't get into that again here. I am currently in a practice that has one doctor, one nurse practitioner, and one physician's assistant. I have met with all three of them and have zero complaints. I don't feel stupid for asking questions, and I never feel rushed.
The hospital where I will deliver is also much smaller and more personal. The only down side is that you are not guaranteed your own room. This is a huge problem for someone who is allergic to everything and who has a bad case of misophonia. I will be informing the delivery nurses of my allergies as well as my allergy induced asthma and the fact that breathing has been incredibly difficult throughout much of this pregnancy. I was told to do this while on our hospital tour by one of the nurses after I spoke to her about my concerns. Hopefully they keep me by myself.
Another great perk about the new hospital is that there are no residents, medical or nursing students to worry about.
I also have Gestational Diabetes and am on insulin, which means that if I go into labor naturally I can deliver naturally. However, if this doesn't happen before April 30, then I will be having a c-section. I had an exam earlier this week and she doesn't appear to be in any hurry to vacate the premises so I am banking on the c-section.
So I guess that all solves a lot of my birth plan issues. There will be no students and no induction. Drugs will be given and I won't be able to hold the baby right away anyway. She will be bathed first. Sounds good so far!
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
All things pink
Preparing for a little girl is just crazy. In an earlier post I think I mentioned how I had always dreamed of having a girl, but now that I am, it's just still so amazing.
After finding out that our little girl is growing as she should be and feeling her really dance in there over the past week, it's becoming more and more real. And, being blessed enough to know that I am carrying a healthy baby and having had no complications (praying it stays that way), I think it's safe to start thinking about all of the fun stuff that goes along with having a girl: coming home outfit, clothes, piano lessons, ponies, mani-pedis, and all of the other girly-girl things.
Now I know there are people out there who would "flame" me for this kind of thing. I've come across enough people who think it's wrong to refer to "gender" because that's something for a child to decide, but I just can't get on board with that mentality. So for now, I am having a girl, and I will buy her a pony before I buy her a tool kit.
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| Kate Middleton |
For starters, I love Kate. I am still throwing Catherine out there as a possible name for our daughter (although hubs shoots it down every time). She is beautiful, elegant, and really seems to be as down to earth as a member of the royal family can be. Not to mention that I love all things British. Hey - some people (especially where I live) are all about their Italian heritage. Me? I'm all about my British heritage. I love them. About three years ago I became obsessed with learning everything I could about England's notorious Tudor Family and ever since then, I have really embraced by British roots - even going so far as to make the trip to Ellis Island where I found my great-grandmother's name in the book as having come over from Liverpool. I'm especially proud of the royal family for embracing a commoner who is as flawless and fabulous as the Duchess of Cambridge.
When Will and Kate introduced Prince George, of course everyone wanted to know everything. Luckily for me, enough was found out and made public within hours of their first public appearance outside of the hospital. What I was really interested in, however, was to see what the little prince was wearing. That was mildly disappointing since he was swaddled in a white blanket. The blanket, however, was identified as the "Super-fine Merino Wool Christening Shawl" by a British company called G.H. Hurt and Son. The link is here.
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| Prince George swaddled in his G.H. Hurt Super-fine Merino Christening Shawl |
It is a well-known fact that anything Kate wears sells out within hours, so I have never actually tried to get anything she owns (and I probably couldn't afford half of it anyway!) However, I figured I would try and look into this blanket. Of course, it was on back order for a minimum of eight weeks. But hey! I had plenty of time to wait, so I went ahead and placed my order. This order marked my first experience with "baby brain". It was $45 for the blanket and $20 for shipping from the UK to the US. I thought to myself, "another reason to love Kate - she's so reasonable!" I happily typed in my credit card number and approved my $65 purchase before heading up to bed. Fast forward to the next morning.
My eyes opened and the first thing that popped into my head was, "oh.my.God. The blanket was NOT $65 USD...it was 65 GPB!" Oops. So long story short, this blanket cost me a grand total of $102. But it came - my first ever "Copy Kate" purchase as seen on Prince George. Its description really does it justice. It is super-fine (by fine I mean super delicate) and I can't wait to swaddle our little girl in it and it is already draped over the side of her crib. Nope...not an ounce of regret.
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| My first "Copy Kate" purchase |
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| Baby Burberry |
As it turns out, I'm almost glad I didn't order it. Last weekend I went to a local children's boutique (it used to be one of my grandma's favorite stores when she was looking for a baby gift) and I found this beautiful white, 3-piece ensemble. It has a side-snap shirt and there's something about babies dressed in all white that I love. Not to mention those delicate little flowers - it's precious. Of course, I had to grab this one. At $53 it was no bargain, but I plan on building a shadow box and this will fit into it nicely. And can we talk about how perfectly the trim on the top matches the G.H. Hurt shawl? She will definitely be ready for her close-ups in this outfit.
It's by a company called Sippy's Babes. Honestly, I've never heard of it and I'm sure the boutique marked up the price, but I really do love this outfit. I googled them and it seems to be a company that makes baby clothing to order. You can choose your own color and trim - the trim on this particular outfit is Venetian Daisy. The only thing I don't love about this outfit is the fact that the pants are so plain. I'd probably love it even more if there was some trim on the bottom to match the top and the hat. Oh well.
To be honest, I'm sure that I'll buy at least another 3-5 coming home outfits over the next three months. It's a good thing that she already owns my husband completely - he never complains when I buy her something nice - she's already Daddy's little princess :)
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| Sippy's Babes Coming Home Outfit |
To be honest, I'm sure that I'll buy at least another 3-5 coming home outfits over the next three months. It's a good thing that she already owns my husband completely - he never complains when I buy her something nice - she's already Daddy's little princess :)
You know it's time to find a new OB when...
The nurse practitioner makes you cry.
My old OB moved to Florida about a year before I got pregnant, so I started going to a new practice that came highly recommended from a number of people. I was told to expect long wait times because the doctors really take their time with you, they're so caring and blah blah blah. Well, I'm not sure who everyone has seen or where those caring doctors went, but I have yet to meet them.
At one of my earlier appointments (and I probably should have considered leaving at this point but what did I know?) I had written down a list of questions. As soon as I took out my list, the doctor looked at me like "oh God, here we go" (I thought maybe I was being overly sensitive) but I skipped around on my list and only asked [what I thought were] the important questions: what is the C-Section rate, episiotomy rate, and a couple of others. The doctor told me that I was way ahead of myself and she'd see me in a month. Alright then.
Fast forward to last month's appointment. I had started seeing a different doctor because the first one never so much as laid a hand on me (I'm honestly not sure if they're supposed to, but according to my pregnant friends they normally do feel for fundal height and swelling of the legs and feet which the new doctor did). At this point in time, I had started reading about birth plans. I wasn't exactly sure what they were, so I consulted with Dr. Google (I know, I know) and for the most part, their not something I'm really interested in: dimming the lights, soft music, and other hippy-dippy things to do during labor. My birth plan is as follows: say no to an induction, yes to an epidural, and do whatever the doctor/nurses tell me to do to ensure that my baby comes out in one piece.
Either way, I brought this up to my OB and her response was, "ugh ::eye roll:: do you know what 'birth plan' means to an OB?" Um, no. No I didn't but judging by your reaction I guess it's a stupid question. I shouldn't feel uncomfortable talking to my doctor and the bottom line is that at this practice, I do.
So back to this gem of a NP. I tried to explain this to her yesterday along with the fact that no doctor has ever spoken to me about pap results, anatomy scan results, or a subchorionic hemorrhage that had been detected in the very beginning of my pregnancy. Apparently, it is my responsibility to follow up on these things. I should be telling the doctors and sono techs what they should be looking at/for. Seriously? She was yet another person in this practice that made me feel like a total moron. She called the head doctor who wants to see me today and go over my chart from top to bottom and make sure I don't have any outstanding questions. I will be asking for a copy of my chart and making an appointment elsewhere.
I am officially in my third trimester, and I don't think that now is the time to be afraid of asking questions. Hopefully I can hold it together and not cry in his office today. Talk about uncomfortable but yesterday I just couldn't help it! Stupid hormones.
My old OB moved to Florida about a year before I got pregnant, so I started going to a new practice that came highly recommended from a number of people. I was told to expect long wait times because the doctors really take their time with you, they're so caring and blah blah blah. Well, I'm not sure who everyone has seen or where those caring doctors went, but I have yet to meet them.
At one of my earlier appointments (and I probably should have considered leaving at this point but what did I know?) I had written down a list of questions. As soon as I took out my list, the doctor looked at me like "oh God, here we go" (I thought maybe I was being overly sensitive) but I skipped around on my list and only asked [what I thought were] the important questions: what is the C-Section rate, episiotomy rate, and a couple of others. The doctor told me that I was way ahead of myself and she'd see me in a month. Alright then.
Fast forward to last month's appointment. I had started seeing a different doctor because the first one never so much as laid a hand on me (I'm honestly not sure if they're supposed to, but according to my pregnant friends they normally do feel for fundal height and swelling of the legs and feet which the new doctor did). At this point in time, I had started reading about birth plans. I wasn't exactly sure what they were, so I consulted with Dr. Google (I know, I know) and for the most part, their not something I'm really interested in: dimming the lights, soft music, and other hippy-dippy things to do during labor. My birth plan is as follows: say no to an induction, yes to an epidural, and do whatever the doctor/nurses tell me to do to ensure that my baby comes out in one piece.
Either way, I brought this up to my OB and her response was, "ugh ::eye roll:: do you know what 'birth plan' means to an OB?" Um, no. No I didn't but judging by your reaction I guess it's a stupid question. I shouldn't feel uncomfortable talking to my doctor and the bottom line is that at this practice, I do.
So back to this gem of a NP. I tried to explain this to her yesterday along with the fact that no doctor has ever spoken to me about pap results, anatomy scan results, or a subchorionic hemorrhage that had been detected in the very beginning of my pregnancy. Apparently, it is my responsibility to follow up on these things. I should be telling the doctors and sono techs what they should be looking at/for. Seriously? She was yet another person in this practice that made me feel like a total moron. She called the head doctor who wants to see me today and go over my chart from top to bottom and make sure I don't have any outstanding questions. I will be asking for a copy of my chart and making an appointment elsewhere.
I am officially in my third trimester, and I don't think that now is the time to be afraid of asking questions. Hopefully I can hold it together and not cry in his office today. Talk about uncomfortable but yesterday I just couldn't help it! Stupid hormones.
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