I feel like such a horrible person. This baby was planned and wanted, yet unexpected this month. It was only our third month charting and I'm overweight so I had no idea it would happen so soon. I was even charting and "knew" there was only a very, very slim chance of it happening. Well, surprise!
This will be #1 for us and the timing couldn't be worse. Due in December when my husband is leaving his job in September. Financially we will be fine but I have NO idea where we'll be at the end of the year. We are now desperately trying to stay put until January, but who knows? I've been seeing a CNM for well-woman care and wanted to use her for a pregnancy, but I don't know if it'll be possible if I have to leave. And I'm so fat....250 pounds or so....I doubt she'll even take me - no, I haven't ever asked her because I am stupid. I know our local hospitals are intervention-crazy and am not assertive enough to stand up for what I want. Literally, I was in tears last night about having to be wheeled out of a hospital. It makes me so angry!
And I am one thesis away from a masters degree. I don't know how I'l finish now.
I don't even know what the next steps are. I just found out yesterday and should be thrilled but all I can think is, "great. something else that's not going to go my way."
Any helpful advice for me?