Starting in January, I am now doing weekly appointments. These appointments were on January 9th, 20th, 24th, and 30th (you would think there would be some consistency here, but nooooooooooooo...going from Monday to Friday to Tuesday to Monday is just weird). My first appointment was with a new midwife whom I did not care for at all. Her impersonal manner just left a sour taste in my mouth and I left the appointment a little upset. I had done the GBS test this week and she instructed me to do it again because "even though the other midwife does things differently at her clinic, you should really be doing this GBS test next week." Lots of eye-rolling ensued.And, oh, don't come in unless you're contractions are 3min apart, lasting 1 minute, for 1 hour. Because we don't want to take you unless you are in active labor.
Yes, ma'am. And I really hope I don't get YOU for a midwife on D-Day! I really wish my husband was here for this one, but he had a meeting. When I got home, I was so upset that he promised not to miss another one again.
Besides that sad story, the other appointments went well. Baby sounded great and moved around happily! We asked about the post-birth procedures and what to expect, when to call, etc. By the end of January, I was 38 weeks and could pop at any time! I was also starting to get contractions--most likely Braxton-Hicks, but also some more painful and crampy ones that were probably real contractions. It was nice to feel something going on even if labor was probably not going to start for another few weeks.
