Midwife
My doctor has a midwife working for him. She isn’t connected to the hospital, she’s employed by my doctor. I meet her today for the first time.
At the same time I am to hand over a whole lotta cash for the baby birthing thing. This is odd in a way, as when I had Phee I can’t remember paying a cent. Still, this time I have ONE doctor and ONE midwife, instead of someone different each time I turn up to appointments. That’s a bonus. It would be an even bigger bonus to someone who is having a difficult pregnancy. So far, I really can’t complain.
At 18 weeks today, I’m starting to show properly. Helen, my sister-in-law, gave me a lovely white cotton maternity shirt when I saw her last and I’m wearing that today. At the moment, the looser the clothing, the better I feel. I can imagine what it will be like in a month, two months, three months! It’ll just be bigger clothes!
March 2nd, 2005 at 11:49 am
That sounds like an excuse for…SHOPPING!
:o)
March 2nd, 2005 at 6:13 pm
Yeah, Renica’s developing a lil pot now. *L* She’s still wearing her hip-huggers though.