I havent been posting on here lately ladies except for photos:)
But I wanted to share with you my experience so far in this pregnancy and where this journey has led us so far. In the beginning I started out with a midwife from our old area ( about 2 hrs east) she "gave us the boot" because she felt uneasy with my wanting to deliver my own baby, or maybe hubby wanting to catch. I didnt want her hovering, waiting on me, or telling me what to do. she was uncool with that and we confronted her and she split. So for a few months Ive been looking into Free birthing, Unassisted childbirth or whatever youd like to call it. this is our third child and our last was born at home. the first was a traditional, invervention infused short of c section delivery.
Since our first midwife dumped us we didnt seek any prenatal care for months. till today, today was my first appt. she is a community created midwife, no college education or advanced anything here. just a modern day "granny midwife" up here in the amish country. We met with her about a month ago to see what she was all about. she has been interviewed, written articles and much more for leading midwifery magazines and such, and believes in nature and god and women giving birth. Her first "birth bag" was and still is no bigger then a diaper bag. she carries oxygen and all that too. Just simple, plain.
My wishes for this delivery are to be alone, labor in the lamp light, by myself and hubby. Being and expressing love and just going with it. I asked her about how she felt about that. being hands off. not hovering, until we need her. if a emergency arises, or if we have a question.
So today was my first appt, at 6 months or so. She has walk in hours, from 10 am on. So with babes in tow we walk into her birthing house... IT WAS FILLED! every seat had a pregnant amish lady, one with her grandmother. I felt out of place to say the least, but expected to see some plain people, just not that many. you can imagine the looks on their faces as I walk in, my hippie self, tight t shirt, fluttery capris, multiple stainless earings and birkenstocks:)
the ones that were around the corner in the other waiting room went in for their appointment and came out of the doors staring me down with a slight smile on their face... I could tell they were thinking "what in the world are YOU doing here"...
I was a little embarrassed , nervous, and yet a little part didnt really care that I was the oddball... It was reassuring to see "the midwife" I had met a month earlier, she is like the head honcho. she runs it all. a wonderful warm big woman. She asked that I move into the other waiting room so they do not skip over me by accident as we were out on her sunroom porch. So we relocate. And I feel the eyeballs of every bonnet wearing woman and baby in the place on my back. thankfully we were next. A mennonite woman and 6 week old baby sat near me and struck up a conversation. that was nice. then the other women started exchanging smiles and giggles with my little ones...
we were up next. I walk into her birthing room aka exam room for the day. sit on her freshly washed white linen bed and she asks me how I feel, takes blood pressure and so on. then they listen to the babes heartbeat. simple. warm. She says that I look good and if I have any troubles to no hesitate to call. She smiles and talks with the kids a little and says she would like to see us in 6 weeks. And that if we dont have the $25 visit fee that its okay, to not worry, we can pay next time or as we get it... with a smile and a wave we thank one another and walk out. As I write out my check the amish grandmother in her royal green and black apron, white head covering asks Piper if she can hold her and picks her up as to keep her content while I write the check. She talks to her in Dutch and they both are giggling:)
It was a nice, odd, warm, funny, ironic, out of place yet safe visit... I will see her again in 6 weeks.
It is such a change from my first go round with birth and pregnancy with my daughter Fallon, the typical cattle chute routine. As we drive home Fallon asks about the midwife and all the amish in the room, since moving up here Fallon has the biggest fascination with the plain people:) I love her! I am so happy to have this oppertunity to birth with such a experienced midwife that respects that I might not call her till after baby is born, and she is okay with that. Who knows I might want her guidance, support, strength and being with us... we will see.