water birth
Finally after several months I found out that nearby can give birth in water, and I am informed in this regard.
My mother says: "After so many months that follow you there, change gynecologist and midwife is not as legitimate. "He did not understand that I, unlike you, I have the balls to make decisions for my son who depend on me and not be influenced by what they think about my grandmother, aunts, cousins , friends, daughters, girlfriends ...-_-I admit that once again the only impediment to my happiness is her and her paranoia. I would not get involved, to proceed, the esults if I do as it wishes and in general to break the so-called.
In a little 'will start to have fear of childbirth (it seems logical to me!) and I need quiet and surrounded by people that I take away the anxiety, not that add me, but I already know in advance that I find myself among people Which brings me quickly, I put forward, just think the worst, etc.. ... Then I decided that I will avoid people neurotic anxiety that if the family will send them to fuck off and that if my mother does cause irritability, heartburn, or panic attacks, hunting, home to kick your ass. If you were to try to impose something about my son, you better be losses to the extent that we can not find not even the dudes who saw it. Will I have bad luck
that because we live far away, will come to my house hoping to be helpful (this is not anything wrong, every mother would find her daughter and I as a daughter I can not say to look for a hotel but are morally obligated to host it this makes me like it or not) but I can realize the dream in which I see myself coming home from the hospital with the baby in her arms and at least the first night and spend it for themselves: me, my husband and our baby . After all, what is most intimate of a family that has just formed?
And at least the first night I want to feel free to get up to nurse or to check how he is, without seeing that 'ghost' of my mother who gets up with his usual air of "oh my God, who is dying?" I say "What happened?" It is not right? " and the like.
The reasoning absurd "yesterday", just to let you know that Matt will be fuck grandmother: until a few days ago I had alarmingly swollen feet and, apart from the fact that it is normal in pregnancy, since I know I have made the morphological gestosis a risk of 30% because my uterine vessels have increased resistance (ie, are more concerned with working for the good of my uterus that for the sake of my child) and if I had gestosis would risk serious circulatory problems (in severe cases happen to have vision problems or blindness due to a much smaller brain haemorrhage, in those more serious can happen is the child or the mother to die). But you can rest assured that nothing will happen to me all this because I have low blood pressure and I'm really only at risk women with high blood pressure. However, five days from now, suddenly, for no apparent reason, my feet have dried out, legs relaxed, the capillaries are back in their place ... in practice at any moment my blood circulation is going great and I'm not surprised that these increased resistances no longer exist. As if all of a sudden my body has been released. ^ ^
And my mother instead of saying: That's great, finally! if n'esce with: "How come? Do not you see if you go to the doctor to ask what happened, why you had gone flat feet?"
you realize that is psychopathic? A person goes to a doctor only: when he is wrong when it worse, or for prevention, no one goes to the doctor to ask concerned about "how I feel better?" plus such a thing would be taken for a ride and I find that it is granted only to miracles, those who stand with one foot in the grave and suddenly cured forever. The others are worried by the doctor to feel better, are to be sent to a psychologist and the psychologist should send them to hell.
Another thing that made me turn yesterday that said, "Well, it means that there you will take responsibility [note: the birth in water], that is a decision you make ciui load you and your husband." E 'ovvvio! It took that long to understand that the baby is ours and not the parentame? That of his birth, growth, support ... we only scrigarcela the two of us parents? To be more precise, as regards pregnancy and childbirth, the law has only what I tell my husband and I may even be contrary, I should not slam anything that you think anyone outside of me, if I take a decision to this effect for the good of my son is only mine!
I am proud of myself for having said that giving birth in water is better especially for the child, because it is less traumatic and the damage sustained me in his arms while we are still connected by the umbilical cord, instead of immediately disconnect it and take it away to wash ridarmelo and after several minutes, but that in November I asked the midwife if they did here, and she said no (otherwise it is obvious that I would not have done here, but follow directly from the other hospital!) and that because I think it is better for him to be born there, I do not care about the bad manners to look elsewhere now prove that I am about to enter the eighth month.
I think when my mother is here with me, I'll read this blog. Whether you realize! It grow! Because she is starting to have all those fixations that made me feel so much shit on those grandparents who are no more. And my father is becoming like it was his paternal grandfather, the patriarch of the cabbage which wanted to decide everything about everybody and it was clear that he considered the children's property that would belong to the death, and he another idiot who is not and has not requested the transfer leaving him alone with his selfishness, instead of obeying.
Well, it must be because of these balls dizziness that last night I have a slight headache. This morning, however, is more intense and I go to bed again for at least half an hour.
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