I was thinking that everything I was asking for in my last post was going to be a bit of a battle and that I’d be lucky to walk away with half of it. For that reason, I figured I should look at it like buying a car, aim high and negotiate down.
So I went into my appointment today to talk to them about a c-section birth plan and to see if my list of requests were possible.
She didn’t bat an eye at any of them. (Probably me SOBBING my way through them softened her up some. I started crying somewhat hysterically when I said “I want to talk about c-sections.”)
I talked to her about dropping the drape, delivering them to my chest (even showed her the picture in the post below on my phone and her big concern was tracking down elbow length sterile drugs), holding off on baths, etc. She was totally fine with all of it. She was pretty sure the OB they work with would be totally fine with all of it and that she could convince the nursery. She said the anesthesiologist is probably going to be the biggest issue but that she’d work on that too.
So once again, my midwives are fighting my battles for me. WHEW!
I feel a lot better about it.
In other news, we made many necessary but expensive purchases this week.
Sadly, we’re having to sell our adorable sporty red Mazda 3 hatchback because we can’t fit 3 carseats in it.
Before:
So no more zoom zoom, but if you’re interested, we just posted it on craigslist. I’d be happy to send you the link.
It has been replaced by this behemoth, and the size of it takes some adjustment. So if you see me on the roads, steer clear.
After:
But, the good news is, the behemoth fits the new LazyBoy with ease.
My ribs hurt all the time, and it will be nice to sleep in this if need be at the end. I have a feeling I’ll spend some time sleeping in it after the babies arrive too. We got the cheapest glider known to K-mart when O was born that was NOT comfortable, and I really wished at the time that we had gotten something a little more sleep friendly.
Yes, I’m liking red these days. 
I got a recliner for Christmas from Santa. Thank the sweet Lord. I think that while I am at home, I am in that chair for 98% of my time. Cameron already refers to it as “Mommy’s Chair.”
Love it (on all counts, even the minivan)!
The car & van pics remind me of that Nissan Quest commercial where the guy finds out he’s going to be a dad so he stretches his car into a bigger version (then needs a minivan for triplets). LOL!
[...] gets closer. It doesn’t help that midwife A’s assurance that most of what I requested is feasible is probably not. Midwife B, who I love for being a straight shooter said a lot of it’s probably not going to [...]