Okay, give me strength mams, I think I've got a fataphobe on my hands.Warning: this could get long and ranty.
A little background: I've been seeing an OB for this pregnancy since the beginning (No flames, my insurance has no in-network midwives, and I would literally have had to mortgage the house in order to have a homebirth) who was reccommended to me by my gyn. She'd had 4 children of her own, the first three vaginally, so I figure at least she's been there. I find out after going to the office for my first appt that she was actually on her maternity leave afer having had a c-sec for her 4th child because he was a "big baby" (9lb 4 oz). I know, I know, I should have run then, but I trudged on.
Everything seemed to be going okay (except for a couple odd comments like I shouldn't eat icecream and candy bars every day - wtf?) until at my 30 wk appointment when she says that even though I'm measuring right on schedule, she was concerned that the baby might be getting big and wanted to do an ultrasound. I was kind of concerned that the baby stuck lying transverse, and wanted to take a peek, so I had the ultrasound at 33 weeks, and low and behold, baby's head circumference is in the 95% percentile, blah blah blah. I told her that I thought everything would be fine and had confidence in my ability to birth this baby. She gave me the whole shoulder distocia song and dance and said that "positive thinking never pushed a baby out" and "Oh, so you're going to be one of my Bad Patients" (Is this a psychological trick they they teach dr's in school?) I called her up the next day after fuming overnight because I wanted to clear the air, and let her know that I do take these things seriously, have done my research, and am making an educated decision not to consider induction before 40 wks. If at that point all indications show that this baby will be born in excess of 11 lbs, then we can discuss the reprocussions of that at the time. She seemed okay with everything, and so I thought we were done with the Big Baby dance.
Fast Forward to my appointment on Monday, where I get all of my instructions sheets for when I should call the office/go to the hospital, etc, along with a card to carry in my wallet with all the pertinent infomation regarding my pregnancy (Glucose test results, RH factor, blood type, etc.) and under the special comments section she has personally hand written " Macrosomia" and on the second line "Obesity".
Okay, I can understand her feeling the need to note her suspicion of macrosomia even though it cannot be diagnosed until after the baby is born, but I can't for the life of me begin to imagine why she thinks I need a card in my wallet which declares me obese.
-Does she think that I might lie to someone and tell them that I'm not fat, and somehow be able to hide my huge *ss from them long enough to be treated like a normal person?
- Does she feel that the hospital staff would be so incompetant as to not notice a 300lb woman walking through the door?
- Is she just trying to hurt my feelings?
So here I am, I'll be 36 wks pregnant tomorrow, and I have an appointment to interview a new ob on Monday. Never thought I would be in this position, but I cannot let this person who obviously has so little respect for me or my ability to birth this baby be the person who assists in bringing him into this world.
Tell me mamas, what would you do?