Yesterday I had my first prenatal appt. Am I the only woman who absolutely hates going to the ob/gyn? My appt. was at an office where I have never been, but had heard great things about, the only problem is that they like to rotate their Dr.s and mid-wives, and the one who delivered Ryan is there now.

I had to explain to the nurse that there was no way that woman was ever touching me again. I knew before I went into labor with Ryan that I had to have a C-section. I had moved back home in the middle of my pregnancy, and she was the one that my step mother recommended. She looked at my file from my previous Dr. and told me that he was wrong, that I would probably not have to have a section, and we would wait and see. I went into labor early, had the drip and pretty much laid there for 9.5 hours with nothing. You cannot have drugs unless you are dilated or effaced and I was neither. She finally did an emergency section because Ryan went into respiratory distress.

So yesterday I explain, and then the mid-wife comes in and does the exam, looks at my chart and asks why the section was not scheduled last time, why I was in labor for several hours before, and I told her what the other Dr. had said. She said bull-hockey...I laughed. She told me that I have to have a section, I would never be able to have a baby naturally. Maybe the Dr. I get next when I move will decide differently.

The Mid-wife that I saw yesterday was awesome. She was nice, funny, and made me comfortable enough to where the exam did not seem to last more than a few minutes. I seen something there that I have never seen before in an ob office...they have heating lamps over the table, so you don't get cold. Isn't that nice. We discussed the fact that I did not want to see that other Dr. no way no how. She worked around the rules and I will rotate between her and a regular Dr., because of the section.

Because I had Gestational Diabetes and Ryan came early, they are going to be doing an ultrasound every other visit, to keep an eye on the baby. She sent me for lab work, and added that my sugar be tested. She gave me the diet to go by, so I can get used to it before I need to. There was one other issue when I was pregnant with Ryan. I did not gain any weight. I lost weight. I started my pregnancy 3 sizes bigger than what I came out of it. I eat stuff that is good for me anyway, I just have to monitor it, and add more meals, snacks during the day.

My Blood Pressure was great, the baby is great and I am officially 11 weeks!!!! My late night sickness has pretty much stopped, but I still wake up around 3 am, no matter how late or early I go to bed.

I am looking at bedding and all that fun baby stuff on a daily basis, and just getting excited. Next month maybe he will be able to come up for the appt. and hear the heartbeat and see the ultrasound. It would be so wonderful to share it with him.

We have pretty much decided on a boys name. For a girl, I am looking at names that are not too too popular, but a little different. I am not a Julie, Amanda, Jennifer kinda gal. I like names like Reese, Reagon, Taylor. When I was pregnant with Ryan, before I found out it was a boy, I had the name Madison Lynee picked out. Ryan is Ryan Khalid. I like the out of ordinary names for at least middle names. Ryan likes the name Rose and he likes the name Renee. My middle name is Renee, and one of his close friends wives name is Renee, so I don't know. Maybe...

So all is well on this side of the spectrum.

Oh yeah...my dad told me yesterday that he hoped I have a 14 lb baby, so I can suffer for the hell I put him through as a teenager/young adult. I laughed and said dad, it's been a long time since any one has really thought that childbirth is a point of suffering for a woman. It is the most beautiful experience, and I as a woman am proud to be able to do.