Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Dreaming about "hers".....

My sweet, four-year old son, Tyson (yes, just like the chicken and the boxer) likes to tell me that i have a baby girl in my stomach and that "hers" will come out when my tummy hurts. The other night, I had a very real dream that I was in labor and was fortunate enough to do a home, water-birth where I was able to actually deliver the baby on my own (as I'm hoping to do with the supervision of a midwife, of course). Everything went perfectly in my dream, along with no tearing! I vividly remember birthing the baby, but I don't remember who was there and if the baby was a boy or a girl. I guess this dream means I'm even more excited for this process than I realized! I'm only six weeks and one day right now, so I still have several months to dream the rest of my dream.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Finding a midwife, with Tricare....

We are a military family, which means that we use Tricare insurance. It has been quite the experience to get answers from them as to what they approve, but I finally received some answers. We recently moved and had to change our plan, and they actually set us up with a doctor that doesn't even see patients unless are admitted to the hospital. When I called to ask how I could get set up with a midwife, they said I would have to switch to a new doctor (one that actually sees patients), go see that doctor and get a referral to an OB/GYN. Once that OB/GYN gets approved, I would have to go there and get an approval for a midwife. If that referral got approved, I would then be able to see a midwife. After doing a little research, I discovered that there is an easier way to do this without having to see a ridiculous amount of doctors, but Tricare will only cover CNM's (certified nursing midwife). I had already spoken to a great midwife and was crushed when I found out that I could not use her for my upcoming home birth. At this time, I have only found one midwife that will even consider me, but I am outside of their service area. However, they are allowing me to come to a group interview session and they will decide whether they will come here for the birth or not. I realize that I am very fortunate that my insurance at least covers CNM's, as I have heard horror stories about companies who will not allow any home births at all. My prayer right now is that this midwife will accept my baby and me and that we will be able to experience this new kind of birth.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Enough is enough.....

Although I didn't experience anything traumatic or life threatening through either of my previous pregnancies, I wanted to know and explore my options with this baby. With military healthcare, you are often very limited, but thankfully I have researched it and I do have options! I am currently seeking a CNM (certified nursing midwife), and I have a few interviews at the end of the month. My ultimate goal is to have a home, water birth with as little help from the midwife as possible. Enough is enough of letting others make the decisions for myself and my children. In today's society, women are taught that we need help to give birth to our children, but we have so easily forgotten that God designed women to carry children in the womb, to birth, and to lactate. It is my true desire to explore what I am capable of, alone, and to accomplish that while still ensuring that my baby and I are safe.

Sunday, April 3, 2011


Hello friends and family! Thank you for visiting my blog as I explore different birthing options for our third child. I will give a brief history of my previous pregnancies and labors and explain why I am choosing to be in charge of this pregnancy.


Our first son, Tyson, was born in March of 2007. We found out that we were pregnant with him about 7 months after we were married. I was in the Marine Corps at the time and therefore, I just went with the flow and allowed them to do whatever they did
with other pregnancies. I attended regular appointments, had ultrasounds,
and did most of the testing that they require or suggest. Around 5 months along in my pregnancy, I had to receive the Rhogam shot because I am RH-. While at this appointment, not only did they forget to schedule my normal appointment, but they also told me that I must receive the Rhogam shot regardless of my husband's blood type because there was always a possibility that he wasn't the father. This was the straw that broke the camel's back, I came out of that appointment crying, wondering how someone could accuse me of adultery (in a round about way), and just terribly disappointed in the lack of compassion and care that I was receiving. I continued the pregnancy at this facility and eventually had our son. It was a very easy labor as I labored at home for about 24 hours and was admitted to the hospital when I was 5 cm. About 6-7 hours after being admitted, and an epidural later, Tyson was born weighing 9.2 lbs, and 20 1/4 inches long, by two doctors I had never seen before. Unfortunately, I tore fairly badly with Tyson, and it never healed properly, until after my second birth.


Our second son, Zachary, was born in March of 2009. We found out that we were pregnant with him when Tyson was roughly 16 months old. I was able to see the same midwife at the hospital throughout all of my pregnancy, until we were moved when I was eight months pregnant. Once we moved to the new area, I was given a new doctor who wasn't the friendliest or most caring man in the world. I would often leave the appointments crying as he would literally walk out of the room as I was asking questions. I began bleeding a few days before my due date, and I also woke up passing blood clots in the middle of the night. They told me that I was probably dilating, but for some reason it just seemed off to me to be passing blood clots bigger than a golf ball when I was pregnant. I ended up having my husband come into my next appointment and beg for me to be induced as the safest thing in my eyes for the baby at the time was to just induce me and deliver him. The doctor finally agreed and I was given pitocin around 10:30 on a Tuesday morning and by 4:45 that afternoon, and after one push, Zachary was delivered by another doctor I had never seen before. He weighed 9.3 lbs, and was 20 1/2 inches long, and I unfortunately tore with him as well, but I will say that they corrected the problem that I had when I tore with Tyson.