*sniffle*
so, my midwife was scheduled to come to my house this afternoon for our home visit (i'm planning to deliver at the birth center, so i've had all my appointments there). i was SOOOO excited to have her come to my home. i absolutely adore my midwife and i was so looking forward to having her here.
i spent the whole day cleaning and straightening and finishing up all the little nesting details. i used her visit as my deadline to have everything finished.
and after all the dusting and rearranging and vacuuming and banana bread baking (yes, i even baked for the dear woman), i took a bath and then cleaned the bathroom!
i swear, it's like i was getting ready for a date or something.
at 4:00, she called almost in tears and told me she had a flat tire and was stuck! her dh was on his way to help her, but she wouldn't have enough time to get out to my house today (i live about an hour away). i felt so awful for her -- i could tell how frustrated and disappointed she was. so i did my best to hide my disappointment and we rescheduled for friday.
i know it's all hormonal and irrational, but when we hung up i SOBBED. some messed up part of my pregnancy brain equates it to the baby never coming.
the only good part was that i didn't have to wait for her to get here to dig into the banana bread. i had a huge slice while it was still warm.
thank you for listening.
so, my midwife was scheduled to come to my house this afternoon for our home visit (i'm planning to deliver at the birth center, so i've had all my appointments there). i was SOOOO excited to have her come to my home. i absolutely adore my midwife and i was so looking forward to having her here.
i spent the whole day cleaning and straightening and finishing up all the little nesting details. i used her visit as my deadline to have everything finished.
and after all the dusting and rearranging and vacuuming and banana bread baking (yes, i even baked for the dear woman), i took a bath and then cleaned the bathroom!
i swear, it's like i was getting ready for a date or something.
at 4:00, she called almost in tears and told me she had a flat tire and was stuck! her dh was on his way to help her, but she wouldn't have enough time to get out to my house today (i live about an hour away). i felt so awful for her -- i could tell how frustrated and disappointed she was. so i did my best to hide my disappointment and we rescheduled for friday.
i know it's all hormonal and irrational, but when we hung up i SOBBED. some messed up part of my pregnancy brain equates it to the baby never coming.
the only good part was that i didn't have to wait for her to get here to dig into the banana bread. i had a huge slice while it was still warm.
thank you for listening.
