Labour your way…

20 weeks

I haven’t said much in the last couple of weeks pertaining to our Gynecologist.  In fact the last time I mentioned him was roughly 10 weeks ago when I introduced the matter of him refusing me the option of natural birth.

At our 17/18 week check up, K mentioned the fact that I wasn’t happy with my limited options regarding our baby’s birth.  We hoped that he would come to some kind of agreement where he would allow me to try natural birth and or that he would refer us to an alternative doctor, who he would recommend.

Instead we got a temper tantrum that puts my 5 year old *during any stage of his childhood development up until now* to shame.  Frankly I cannot remember much of the 45 minute lecture, only that it went back and forth, weighing all kinds of different scenarios of what can/ may and will happen if we chose either option.

All it managed to do was piss me off and confuse the living sh*t out of Kobus.  Not very nice!

I can remember after all that how K and I needed to reassure each other, that we will do whatever is best for the baby, within my capabilities.  With the best medical guidance we can find.  With that we made an appointment at another gynae.

A couple of interesting facts about the new gynae, before I go on:

  1. My medical aid recommended him (bonus)
  2. K already knows him in his line of work, although he mainly deals with the gynae’s wife.
  3. My gynae and the new gynae are back up’s for each other when the other person is sick/ on leave.

We had the appointment with the new gynae on Tuesday.  In retrospect I think K and I, should have walked in there saying:  “We are not happy with our current doctor.  We are in the market for a new doctor.  And we hope the new doctor will be you.”  Instead we were trying to say that in a nice way, which confused him as to whether we wanted a second opinion or not.

The one thing that was lovely about him, was when we got past all the general and past medical questions, was that he was completely open to the probability of natural birth.  He said, we will have our big scan on 24 weeks and another on 28 weeks and there we will decide!  This was awesome!  We get to decide.  No lecture, no tantrum.  Just a plain and simple we will see…

After this we saw the little one in what I would call a way too short scan session.  We saw the little one.  Healthy, feisty and kicking.  We tried to see the genitals and the lack of wobbly bits makes the doctor think this is a girl.  He gave us a 90% chance of a girl.

I am sick of waiting.  I cannot wait any longer and so I will go out and buy as many pink outfits as I can. (and keep the tags and slips!)

****  Am I the only one who thinks 90% isn’t 100%?  Am I the only one freaking out at the thought of having to wait 4 more weeks to find out?  ***

P.S.  I have started a Baby Bump page..  follow the link to see more pictures :)


A growing To-Do-List with value added energy!

This morning I had one to-do on my to-do-list for the day:

– Submit a claim to the medical aid for reimbursement

Seems kind of sad that there was a to-do list with only one item, but when you are pregnant and in may ways still in your first trimester mentality, even the little things seem like effort.  Luckily I’m in my second trimester and things are looking up:

  • I manage to finish reading a book I started 3 weeks ago – that is a long time for a quick read book!  (Saturday)
  • Set up an Twitter account and an email address (see the side bar) for this blog :)
  • Help the Beefmaster on Sunday, by holding sheep heads while he attempts to sheer 6 years worth of wild-wild wool. *
  • Started researching alternative gynaecologist at my preferred hospital.  I managed to find one that my medical aid prefers and I like.  Bonus is he is taking new patience.  Only down side is that he happens to be one of the Beefmaster’s clients.  So we may need to rethink this …  CAREFULLY!
  • Contacted our internet provider in order for them to help me configure the Macbook in order for me to install the needed software so I can safe the precious megs on my 3G.

Okay, so the list isn’t that long.  Only it makes me think of things I can do/ should be doing in order to make the list longer!  And that is great!

* Six years worth of wild-wild wool doesn’t sound too hectic until you try to sheer a sheep.  I thought hiring outside to have this done would be easier.  But the Beefmaster wanted to do it himself.  I will need to keep tract of the next sheer date and fill my calendar very quickly!   Maybe I should document the sheering process?  That could be a hell of a lot more fun?*