My midwife is super duper alternative. She's very hands off and doesn't stick to all the guidelines about hospital transfer and such. My appointments with her vary between 1 and 2.5 hours. Perhaps you get the idea.
At a recent appointment she told me about a ritual that she and her partner organize in which some stones are laid out in a field in a spiral and pregnant women and their partners do something where they walk around on these rocks and some unknown thing happens. Maybe they chant or something. Really not my thing. I'm just not one of these people who wants to go into the woods with a circle of women and chant or do a funny dance or whatever. But I often see stuff on mailing lists that I'm on about all the people who are into that. I'm not criticizing it -- it's just not for me. If I ever have to do anything even vaguely like that I get extremely self-conscious.
At my last appointment, she mentioned a vagina ritual that she does. It involves a series of seven hot towels and God knows what else. She said something about letting go of any issues that your vagina may have or something like this. And she mentioned how I have had a lot of trouble with the pushing phase in the past. She asked if I might be interested in doing this and, always keen to not seem like the total square that I am, I said that I supposed it couldn't hurt and that I'd certainly like to have an easier time with pushing than I have had in the past, so why not? We arranged to do it at the next appointment.
My next appointment is tomorrow. Gulp, I'm kind of dreading it. DH normally goes along and she said that he could come or I could bring a friend or just come on my own. She lives an hour away and I'm sure the combination of normal appointment stuff and this ritual will take a while, so I'm leaving DH home to take care of DS rather than trying to find him a playdate. And I can't imagine why I'd want to bring a friend. Maybe I just don't have a good enough friend!
Oh well, I guess there's no backing out now....
At a recent appointment she told me about a ritual that she and her partner organize in which some stones are laid out in a field in a spiral and pregnant women and their partners do something where they walk around on these rocks and some unknown thing happens. Maybe they chant or something. Really not my thing. I'm just not one of these people who wants to go into the woods with a circle of women and chant or do a funny dance or whatever. But I often see stuff on mailing lists that I'm on about all the people who are into that. I'm not criticizing it -- it's just not for me. If I ever have to do anything even vaguely like that I get extremely self-conscious.
At my last appointment, she mentioned a vagina ritual that she does. It involves a series of seven hot towels and God knows what else. She said something about letting go of any issues that your vagina may have or something like this. And she mentioned how I have had a lot of trouble with the pushing phase in the past. She asked if I might be interested in doing this and, always keen to not seem like the total square that I am, I said that I supposed it couldn't hurt and that I'd certainly like to have an easier time with pushing than I have had in the past, so why not? We arranged to do it at the next appointment.
My next appointment is tomorrow. Gulp, I'm kind of dreading it. DH normally goes along and she said that he could come or I could bring a friend or just come on my own. She lives an hour away and I'm sure the combination of normal appointment stuff and this ritual will take a while, so I'm leaving DH home to take care of DS rather than trying to find him a playdate. And I can't imagine why I'd want to bring a friend. Maybe I just don't have a good enough friend!
Oh well, I guess there's no backing out now....