We have told the mothers – don’t think it has sunk in for either of them. I don’t blame them, I don’t think I believe it myself yet. We plan to tell everyone else that matters after the 12 weeks is up. Don’t really want to have to share bad news with the whole world if all doesn’t go well.
I have gone into my usual planning mode! Researching and kind of scaring myself; my husband is quite relaxed about the whole thing but then he isn't the one who has to give up champagne.
As LD is planned and I am an obsessive researcher with a mother in law who works for the NHS, I have managed to gather a wealth of knowledge about maternity care in my area. I have a choice of 3 hospitals – the one closest to me, The Whittington, is old and possibly grotty. It didn’t get a very good rating from the Healthcare Commission.
A friend of a friend had to go into hospital a couple of months ago and ended up at the Royal Free in Hampstead – his wife was not impressed with the place (grotty apparently though the staff where nice). So that leaves the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson unit at the University College Hospital. The unit is named after the first woman doctor in the UK. Recently heard a book review about “Bluestockings: The Remarkable Story of the First Women to Fight for an Education” that featured her; I think the review helped me decide to have the baby at this hospital, I was so taken by it I listerned to it 3 times. Read the review here.
I self referred to the Hospital and made an appointment with my doctors' surgery to let them know I am pregnant and all that.
The Doctor I see is very young but very sweet. He doesn’t do another pregnancy test but takes my word for it that I am pregnant. He gives me some literature, takes my blood pressure and weighs me (I am dreading this part but doesn’t go too badly – still a bit a tubbster but not too bad). We discuss hospitals – I tell him I have self referred – he seems disappointed that I did not chose The Whittington (apparently they have recently built a new birthing unit) – too late! He fills in the form and sends me on my way. Slight anti climax, was expecting more from this visit somehow.
Still very unreal.
I have gone into my usual planning mode! Researching and kind of scaring myself; my husband is quite relaxed about the whole thing but then he isn't the one who has to give up champagne.
As LD is planned and I am an obsessive researcher with a mother in law who works for the NHS, I have managed to gather a wealth of knowledge about maternity care in my area. I have a choice of 3 hospitals – the one closest to me, The Whittington, is old and possibly grotty. It didn’t get a very good rating from the Healthcare Commission.
A friend of a friend had to go into hospital a couple of months ago and ended up at the Royal Free in Hampstead – his wife was not impressed with the place (grotty apparently though the staff where nice). So that leaves the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson unit at the University College Hospital. The unit is named after the first woman doctor in the UK. Recently heard a book review about “Bluestockings: The Remarkable Story of the First Women to Fight for an Education” that featured her; I think the review helped me decide to have the baby at this hospital, I was so taken by it I listerned to it 3 times. Read the review here.
I self referred to the Hospital and made an appointment with my doctors' surgery to let them know I am pregnant and all that.
The Doctor I see is very young but very sweet. He doesn’t do another pregnancy test but takes my word for it that I am pregnant. He gives me some literature, takes my blood pressure and weighs me (I am dreading this part but doesn’t go too badly – still a bit a tubbster but not too bad). We discuss hospitals – I tell him I have self referred – he seems disappointed that I did not chose The Whittington (apparently they have recently built a new birthing unit) – too late! He fills in the form and sends me on my way. Slight anti climax, was expecting more from this visit somehow.
Still very unreal.
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