Meet the Midwife.

I had my first appointment with the midwife yesterday. It felt a little fraudulent, what with not yet having had a scan and all (STILL!!! ARRRGHHH!), but I did another HPT before I left and it was still positive, so what the hell.

I think I was half expecting her to laugh me out of the room with a “You? Pregnant? I don’t think so!” or maybe a “Come back in a zillion weeks and stop bothering me this early in the game” but she didn’t. In fact, she was very sweet and reassuring and she treated me like a pregnant person (that was a novelty) and after weighing and measuring me she packed me off with an ENORMOUS state-sanctioned information pack and a mountain of forms to fill in and said she’d come over to our house to see me again on 18th August.

Without wanting to bore you with too many details, the system here is different (obviously) and we don’t get to pick a midwife. We’ll be cared for by a team of midwives, with special attachment to the first one I was seen by. I can be seen at home or at the local clinic (5 mins walk from home) throughout my pregnancy. When it comes to the birth (get me with the optimism), we can opt for delivery at home, at their Birth Centre or Midwife Led unit where they take a non/minimal intervention approach and provide pools, birthing balls, bean bags aromatherapy and whale music. Or I can ask them to refer me to hospital where I can get a spine full of epidural or a C-section if I need one. I am as yet undecided, and will remain so for some time I suspect. Once a decision is reached, I reserve the right to change my mind at any time!

The best part of the appointment was the bit where I told my boss it’d take 2 hours and would mean I wouldn’t be able to get to work before 2:30pm, so would she mind if I worked from home in the afternoon instead and she said yes! A bonus day at home with my honey is always good.

vee xxx