I had a dream last night that I had the baby. It was a girl and she had big round blue eyes like Pete and wispy blonde hair and was so small she fit in my hand and not much down my forearm. Since we’re in the throws of planning a home birth (I have a strong aversion to hospitals) I had the baby in the kitchen at our flat. I got one contraction, hiccup’d and squatted down to catch her in my hand. As Lou said when I told her, let us hope the dream is prophetic. Not pathetic as I first thought she said. HA. later the baby turned into a kitten that was grey and white just like Millie cat and although I was a little concerned at all that fur I still loved her very much.
I have started reading pregnancy books and they are very helpful except for two things. The first was a drawn diagram of an episiotomy. I am now terrified of episiotomy’s. Basically if in labour you are not stretching enough they snip from your vagina to your anus. Here is a diagram I have found for you to all share in.
This was rather too much information for me. I should very much not like the snip thanks all the same. The second thing was a photo of the placenta. Again, here is a picture for you all to share in.
I nearly threw up.
While researching home birth I came across interesting suggestion which was to not clamp and detach the placenta at birth. You can leave it attached apparently until it falls off of it’s own accord, the benefits being all the extra blood and a massive boost of iron and other goodies that continues to transfer to your baby until the whole thing shrivels up and dies (the placenta not the baby). In the case study I read, ma and pa had to salt the thing every day,wrap it in a nappy and sleep it in the cot next to their new born babe. hmmm, I may not be able to be super mama after all.
We have the 20 week scan next week! boy or girl, get your votes in.
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