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She asked if I was okay to switch back to my regular appointment day and time with her and if she could schedule me a consultation with a surgeon for my gallbladder in place of my earlier appointment. My midwife was always very sweet and thorough with me, always took time to answer my questions, and took her time to make sure we were on the same page. He showed me the ultrasounds and explained that the reason behind the itching and the pain was that I had gallstones blocking the bile duct between my liver and gallbladder, which was causing bile levels in my blood to spike. My midwife felt awful that I wasn’t able to get my gallbladder issue resolved until after my baby was born.

Angry that my midwife’s phone wasn’t functioning properly and People would tell me, later, that I shouldn’t be angry, because all that matters is a healthy baby. My mind couldn’t fathom loving them both, so it was a constant tug-of-war of emotion, and normally found me loving only the one that wasn’t crying. So I won’t tell her to be grateful for the silence and sleeping in this holiday, and she won’t tell me to be grateful for the noise and sleeplessness, because we really all owe one another the benefit of the doubt.

so I’ll do my best (as will your nurse or midwife’s assistant) to keep things clean and fresh, but it’s so not a big deal if your body does normal body things. I’m there to support you physically and emotionally, and I’m more than happy to answer questions for you as we go along, but you’ll feel more confident and prepared to make informed decisions if you know your options going in. I’m happy to offer lactation support to my birth clients, and I’ll do my best to help you, but the best way to help yourself is to take a class. I’m usually happy to stay for the first couple of hours with you, and I’ll be happy to do whatever is needed of me during this time, including carrying bags and getting food!

When I finally got to sleep sometime this morning, I had the worst dream ever! I was trying to make it to a birth, and I struggled to get home to even get a shower and a change of clothes, and then there were police surrounding my vehicle at home Even when I realized it was just a dream, I kind of felt bad that I wasn’t able to make it! Any other random doula nightmares to watch out for?