I just had the radgest midwife ever round my house. She started off by telling me that I should really get some more pain relief than just gas and air. I told her about the hypnobirthing course we did and she just gave me a look she obviously usually reserves for people with mild dementia.
Then she kind of complained about the fact that the area we've vaguely set aside for the birth is basically on the floor, as this could be quite hard on everybody's back.
And then she rounded it all off by trying to get my mum to tell me how horrendously painful it's going to be. Thankfully my mum refused to.
What *IS* the point in scaring the living daylight out of people?? I've had to hear this 'Oh well, you've got to be realistic', meaning 'Face it, you're never going to make it without drugs' argument so often now, I'm really quite sick of it. Surely midwives are here to support you? If I wanted somebody to tell me what position to have the baby in, I'd go to hospital!
Anyways. All the more reason to do it our way. I've started making a list of things I'm going to do once the baby's here:
1. I'm going to lie on my tummy for ages. 2. I'm going to dye my hair (This might have to wait a while, I know) 3. And finally (for now), if I can be arsed, I'm going to spend a considerable amount of time sitting down on and getting up from various chairs and sofas *like a normal person*. Wahey!
Well, that's it for now. I'm off to walk up the stairs sideways.