It will just be me and my husband in the delivery room. I like to get in a focused almost meditative zone, and I'm not comfortable with anyone else. Although as I did last time, I'll probably let my mom in for a few minutes here and there when things are relatively calm, and she's the best when it comes to dealing with hospital bureaucracies, so if issues come up there she's totally the one I want as my advocate. Last time I initially wanted a doula, but my husband was pretty against it, feeling like he would be displaced, and in the end we decided against it. The birth ended up being an amazing, intense bonding experience between the two of us--it helps that he has a background in meditation and that we spent a lot of time working together at home on strategies--so I don't want a doula this time either (not that a doula would necessarily mean we wouldn't have this, but I'm in the if it ain't broke don't fix it camp in this regard).
Sorry for those of you you aren't feeling well. I had a migraine all day yesterday and it was so annoying. I've been so excited to be finally feeling good with this second trimester, that it's that much more frustrating to not be.
I'm another person on the fence about flu shots. I don't normally get them, and I didn't get one this time, but I go back and forth about whether that was the right choice. I think it's because my pregnancy last time was right in the middle ofthe H1V1 scare, where the mortality rates among pregnant women were actually higher than the general public and there was just generally hysteria about the issue floating around. It didn't help that my husband appeared to catch it, and I had to move out of the house for a week. But, inertia favors not getting one, and since I couldn't ever make up my mind that getting the shot was the right thing to do this time, I never did. And since it's almost April, it seems too late now.
I have a OB appointment this afternoon. Not much happens at them, and I tend to get anxious about getting weighed (even though I generally don't even find out what I weigh, which helps lower my anxiety somewhat), but still I'm excited and hoping to hear a nice strong heartbeat!
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