The second year of medical school has arrived, and I am currently being slapped across the brain by something called “The Bug Parade.” This is the part of our training that involves learning 30,000 pathogens, what they look like, the diseases they cause, the antibiotics that kill them, and how they avoid being killed. We’re getting to see pictures of diseases that are branded, BRANDED into my memory.
I am now 38 weeks and 3 days pregnant. The house is filled with adult incontinence paraphernalia just in case my water breaks in our bed/couch/car. One of the challenges of going to school in Philly is that, while my husband and I strive to have nothing in our car that might look tempting to steal, we also have a hatchback with no way of concealing the highly desirable extra-long maxi pads, sitz bath, and underpads that I now carry with me everywhere I go. If you’re interested in gaining 30 pounds and spending your Friday nights in the ‘Adult Undergarments’ section of Walgreens, may I suggest pregnancy?
Brandon and I are so looking forward to welcoming our baby. And while we don’t yet have a crib in the nursery, we have done as much mental preparing for birth and life with a newborn as possible. My self-hypnosis skills have really developed over the past month. I feel physically fit and surprisingly comfortable. We have also prepared our home for the baby by getting our landlord to cap a porch roof that was sprinkling chips of lead paint down with every wind gust. Parenthood has changed our priorities already.
At this stage of pregnancy most women know where they are going to have their baby. I wish I were one of them. I risked out of the Bryn Mawr Birth Center due to my low platelet count (I will write more about this later) and now I have switched care to another midwife working out of Einstein Montgomery hospital, but who largely does homebirths. I still don’t know if I want a homebirth? Hospital birth? My husband reads all the studies to identify where the best outcomes are to be had. I’m aware of the statistics and now I am waiting to have a strong feeling one way or another. It’s strange not knowing, because so many women have really strong preferences when it comes to where they want to give birth. I shall have to see…