I was going to put a picture to relate to my topic of conversation for this blog post... but every time I Googled "labor", "labor and delivery," (and grossest of all:) "birth," I just found gross pictures.
Sorry. No side entertainment for you.
So, our appointment went well. Lil's heartbeat was 137. My uterus measured 34 cm. That was all we did as far as Lil was concerned.
We asked the doctor to go through the birth - what Brandon's role would be, how she felt about pain medication, etc. Then to go through the immediate recovery and where the baby would be. We feel so much more comfortable about all of this.
First let me say that she has never had a baby. Ok, now, I asked her what her opinion was about medication. She said, "Ultimately, you are in charge. If you want to try to do it without medication, fine. But, if I see that your body is stressed from the pain too much, I will suggest something to take the edge off at least." Ok. I'm OK with that, I think. I mean, I want to be open minded -- not stubborn. Then she said, "If I were having a baby, I would probably opt for the medication. No one is going to judge you if you say you want the medicine. Just keep that in mind, too." Right, lady. Well, watch out -- cause I'm probably going to be cranky and medication-free.
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