Just popping in to say that I'm so thankful for my new Visiting Teacher.
She came by for a visit today. She had a whole handful of papers, including the printouts of lessons for February and March, an invitation to the RS dinner this month (is it that time already!?), and most wonderful of all, a printout of names and numbers of people I can call for childcare during my homebirth. I asked her specifically to come over, since she was willing, seemed excited rather than put-off by the idea of homebirth, and fairly available compared to my friends. But she does have a few days near my due date that she'll be unavailable, so she got together with the whole RS presidency and came up with a list of people who could help if she was unavailable. This came very shortly after I had been racking my brain trying to figure out who I should ask to be back-up, just in case she can't make it. She must be very in tune with the Spirit to take care of that detail for me, without me ever mentioning it to her. So now I have a nice little printout of names and numbers (including cells) that I can call once I'm in labor and want someone over to help with the kids if they need extra care.
And I was just thinking, how cool is it that she's so interested in being part of this, even though it's such a new idea to her? Her oldest son and new wife just learned they were pregnant - her first grandchild. She also has two teenage kids at home. I'm sure the topic of helping with my homebirth will at very least come up in conversation. Which gets those future parents thinking about birth options. And if it's a really great experience for my VT to be a part of, maybe she'd even feel comfortable sharing her thoughts with her kids and open them up to new ideas.
Turning the calendar tomorrow is freaking me out a little bit, though. I can actually see my due date now. Just over 3 weeks away. I'm not really emotionally ready for it, yet. I'm eager (and very hopeful) for an awesome birth experience, but DS's labor was extremely intense and fairly overwhelmed me, I suppose because of its quicker pace. I'm not too eager to experience that again, even if I know it will end well, you know?
My friend told me of an awesome blessing she experienced today. Earlier when we were talking about nursing and teeth, I mentioned her story. Her 3rd daughter, about 1.5 years old, went in today under general anesthesia for dental work related to rot. They didn't know whether they would have to pull all her front teeth, or what. But it turns out they didn't have to pull any
, and just did some fillings and sealants. Which was longer and more expensive, but such a blessing to my friend who was worried about the developmental effects of losing front teeth that her 2nd daughter experienced. She was practically in tears, she was so happy that they could save her teeth.