First Visit With the Midwife

Fuser and I had our first prenatal appointment with our midwife today. What a difference from seeing the OB just two weeks back. I felt at ease. Cared about. We were the center of focus. We were the only people present at the small, homey office. Mary, one of two midwives, and Kelly the apprentice were working today. I felt less like a patient and more like I was having tea with a friend. We went over my medical history--which isn't that exciting, much to Mary and Kelly's enjoyment.

Mary then ran me through the regular procedure I'd encounter when I have appointments--I check my own urine sample for protein and weigh myself. I report back on the findings. I was then taken to the examination room which was small, but nice and peaceful. (Quite an accomplishment --also a difference from the typical gynecological exam room...) I was left to undress and put on a plush (yes, plush, not paper or typical hospital gown) robe like nightgown. Mary, Kelly, and Fuser all came into the room. Mary checked my breasts and raved about how great my milk glands were and how great my breasts would be at sustaining the new life once it comes into existence. She spent a lot of time on them, then she had Kelly come feel them so she would know what 'healthy' yet lumpy breasts were like. I jokingly, and having the need to make some joke in the midst of exposed breasts, asked Fuser if he was feeling left out and wanted to palpate them as well. Mary, not missing beat said--No, you get to do this at home when you want.

Using a Doppler we were able to hear the baby's heart beat--but only after I stopped laughing. Rapid and strong. Amazing. Life begets life. Life within. Weird. Cool. G O D.

On to the internal examination--the only one until 35 weeks or so. I looked at Fuser and told him he could leave if he wanted to for this part. Mary encouraged him to stay. He stayed quietly in the corner. There were no degrading stirrups to endure. Kelly did the exam. She gave me a mechanic's mirror so I could see my cervix. Mary asked Fuser if he wanted to take a look. (That I have to admit, was a bit awkward feeling). Fuser declined saying he was feeling light headed.

The exam ended. Fuser went off to work. I stayed and chatted for another 20 minutes or so. I trust these women. I don't feel like drugs, routine, mainstream manners, or agendas are being forced on me.

I am satisfied with my choice of birth attendants.