I have been seeing my awesome doctor during my entire pregnancy. He works in a practice with 7 physicians and 5 midwives. Recently, I found out that it will be a midwife, not my doctor, who will deliver my baby. The doctor will only be called if I need a c-section.
So, there are 5 midwives in the practice and so far I’ve met 3. One was wonderful, one was nice but stern, and this last one…well she is just a awful. 🙁 I met her today and I am now beyond terrified of going into labor and having her deliver Gavin! There’s obviously a 1-in-5 chance that it will be her, but still…that is not comforting!
My visit began with her entering the room and casually announcing that I am positive for Strep B. No introductions, no nothing. Just “Well, you’re positive for GBS.” She proceeds to tell me that I’ll just need antibiotics when I get to the hospital, but if my water breaks and I am not progressing then they will induce me.
WOAH now. What?! Who says I won’t progress? And what are you talking about?!?!
I asked her how much time they allow to track my progress and when exactly would they try to speed things up. She told me that she couldn’t give me a time. I then told her that I do not want Pitocin and that is my last option. She immediately asks why I don’t want Pitocin, so I tell her that from what I’ve read and from people I’ve spoken to it just makes things way more intense.
“Well duh!! If you aren’t having contractions and then you are given Pitocin, you will go from zero contractions to many, and therefore it will be worse.” Welllll then, thanks for clearing that up! But that’s not what I said!
I then tell her that I have a birth plan but am flexible to medication, an epidural, etc. This woman responds with this — “You have a birth plan? You should just leave that at home! All the nurses are going to do is laugh about it at the nurses station!“
What. the. hell. At this point I responded with “Well in that case I’ll just have my freaking baby at home!!!”
Y’all, I was so upset. This lady knew that I had a birth plan and preceded to tell me that I’ll be laughed at. REALLY??? The appointment went on like this for the next 15 minutes of her and I going back and forth. She was so negative, so rude, and so freaking mean. I left the office in tears and was just praying so hard that this woman would not be the one at the hospital on the day I go into labor. Because if she is, and I don’t know how this would technically work, but I am going to refuse treatment from her. I will not have someone so negative delivering my child.
At the childbirth class on Saturday I did get the number to a doula and left a message with her today. While this wasn’t something Keith and I had considered before, I definitely think I am going to need one with me so that I can relax and not have to fight with the medical staff or, if this midwife is on duty, her!
I am so sorry for this rant, but I am so upset to a) find out that my doctor will not be the one to deliver Gavin, and b) that I will potentially have to deal with this mean woman. 🙁
Prayers for everything to work out are much appreciated…