Saturday, July 6, 2013

1st Appointment

My honey did end up taking me to the appointment yesterday. I was feeling a little better, but he felt like he needed to go anyway. I kind of wish he hadn't though because he spent the entire time talking about how much work he had waiting for him and could we hurry this up at all. We also had LM with us and he was not having one of his best days.

The visit itself went fine. The midwife we met with seemed really nice and I liked her right off the bat, but I'm not sure how comfortable DH was with her. He seems to be convinced that a midwife does not have the same ability as an OB would in regards to getting me through my pregnancy and then in L&D. I'm not sure how to convince him that midwives are more than capable and that I would much rather use a midwife this time around. We really only talked and went over our family medical history and got my blood drawn. She also prescribed me some Zofran for my nausea, but that somehow didn't make it to my pharmacy. She is supposed to call me today with results from my blood work, so I'll ask her about that when she does. I also have a follow up appointment on Wednesday for an ultrasound. I'm not sure DH will make it for that even though the receptionist went out of her way to find us the latest appointment available.

He's been getting on my nerves a little bit lately and there was a moment last night when I wanted to punch him in the face. I can't, for the life of me, think of a reason why he can't throw in a load of laundry if he's running out of underwear. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to start the washing machine and it's not like I wasn't completely laid out for the last few days...