Welcome to your lodge! Congrats on getting this far. We're excited to share your journey with you.
I'm pasting your intro from another thread here.
I would love to join you all. Thank you so much.
Here's my journey . . .
I found out I was pregnant on May 18th and this was very unexpected but DH and I were quite happy with the news. One week later, however, I had some spotting. I called my OB as I was quite scared that I was losing the baby. My OB did an exam and everything was fine. She ordered blood work and an ultrasound. Both the blood work and ultrasound came back showing that nothing was wrong. To guarantee nothing was wrong, she ordered that the tests be repeated a week later. Everything was fine then except that the baby was so young that the heartbeat didn't come out too clearly. That was an excuse for the OB to order yet another round of tests the following week. I should have refused then and there, but alas, I went along with what she wanted.
The staff of my OB's office treated me like I was a moron. They lectured me like I was in grade school on good diet and avoiding toxins. Now I've been on a natural diet for three years and cured most of my PCOS symptoms through it; in fact I credit my diet with totally changing my life and saving me from a future of diabetes among other problems.
I liked my doctor, but for a lot of other reasons, I found her to be very invasive. I also toured the two rural hospitals she will deliver at and both were horrid. Neither had bathtubs, or pretty much any options for laboring women. The facilities were minimal and it seemd like the nurses viewed pregnant women as incapable of taking care of themselves. My OB's nurses nagged me terribly about choosing a hospital for birth and I knew I couldn't give birth at either place.
On becoming pregnant, I read up on anything and everything I could find and luckily stumbled across Aviva Jill Romm's Natural Pregnancy book at the library and was introduced to the concept of midwifery. Just a few weeks after the whole ultrasound/blood work fiasco with my doctor, I tried finding a midwife in my area. I searched and searched and found no one close by. So I continued seeing my OB until at Mothering.com I found a listing for a MW pair within 45 minutes of me.
By the time the MWs and I could meet given their schedules and that I traveled every week for work, I was about 22 weeks along and had gone through yet another ultrasound. The last straw was my doctor insisting I take a glucose tolerance test. I refused, citing that I already ate a high protein, low-carb diet, and that putting that much sugar into my system would harm me.
DH and I met with the midwives and knew that they would help us have the birth we wanted. They treated us like intelligent, reasonable beings. They love babies and are filled with such compassion and understanding.
So now I'm at 37 weeks and just waiting for my little baby to want to come out of me. I've had a wonderful pregnancy, with fatigue being the only complaint. Oh, and that my baby beats me up with her kicks and punches. I first felt fluttering movement at 12 weeks and she hasn't quit since. She's positioned well and in the past few days dropped. I've also had some contractions, so I do believe I'll be giving birth quite soon.
If all goes according to plan, I'll be giving birth at home in a pool surrounded by my DH, my midwives, my sister-in-law, and my mother if she can make it.
I'm quite excited about the birth and can't wait to see my little angel.