The days drag on...

The past few days have been a bit muddled. Just waiting and waiting... and waiting. This babe has to be born sometime, right??

I feel like I am in one of those supermarket doors that revolve. First I can accept that the time is near but not right now, then I am impatient, then resigned, then accepting, and so forth. I know part of it is hormones, but I feel like all my joy for this baby is gone.

I have been staying low to make sure the health nurse does not come and "talk" to me about birthing at home. I was told that she is responsible if anything happens to me while giving birth at home! I think it is just something she takes on herself. I surely would not press charges on her since I don't care for her assistance. She says that she is the midwife, but if she is anything like the other midwife in Loubiere, forget it, I will have my baby completely alone or just with my husband.
I am of the thought that birth, like conception, is a private, quiet time between two intimate persons-- not between me, and some nurse or doctor. Again I am on a soapbox, but when does "assistance" end? Why would I have to take her assistance? I did check into the "laws" surrounding birth and there are none that state a woman cannot have her baby at home, in any circumstances. It is a decision that parents make. Of course we would not make it lightly since it is a decision that affects more than just Travis and I. It affects a new life and 5 other children.

Ok, stepping down now. I will leave that argument for all the UC'ers out there. I just wish to be left alone.

For the past couple of days the contractions have been harder and more rhythmic, but go away when I am exhausted and lie down! How frustrating. I would rather keep going and them make me arise from bed and have a baby! But, patience, Sasha, patience, your time will come and you will curse the labor to which you look forward!