Never in my life have I wanted to leave a place so badly

I know I just posted, but I wanted to post this as well.

I have been contemplating on what hospital I wanted to go to for birth and who I wanted to attend it. I like my old doctor, but I have some bad experiences at the hospital that he delivers at. So I thought I would try a hospital in a different city and see what I thought of some midwives. Some of my friends really liked the midwives and the hospital.

So on Friday I went to my first appointment with the midwives. It was horrible! They were really pushy with what they wanted to do, like testing and stuff. I thought midwives were supposed to be more natural, I guess most are, but they seemed really clinical! I could kind of tell by the paperwork they had me fill out.

Then it all went horribly wrong when the midwife told me I needed to wean Heidi! OK, pick your jaw back up off the floor, It's normal in most cultures, and the World Health organization recommended breastfeeding for AT LEAST 2 years! Nobody tells me to wean my kids, nobody! That decision is for me and them to make. She said that it would put extra stress on my body to continue to nurse. Hum, It didn't seem to be a problem that I nursed Karilyn through my entire pregnancy with Heidi, in fact, I was more healthy during that pregnancy than my first. There are even a lot of benefits to nursing while pregnant. So at that point I thought I could either argue or lie. I didn't want to do either. And, why would I want to go to somebody that didn't understand that this is an okay thing to do. My old doctor NEVER had a problem with it.

So after that, she took me into the examination room and handed me a paper sheet to cover up with. My old doctor didn't use paper, he had nice soft sheets to cover up with and nice cotton gowns to wear instead of paper. Are you getting it, at this point I'm really missing my old doctor.

She didn't even try to find the heart beat, I've always heard it at 9 weeks with my other two. So I was kind of sad about that.

Then, I went to a different room to get my blood drawn and a different girl came in to do it and she was complaining to me, a new patient, that the office didn't put her pay check in on time and she was having bank problems. Do I really want to go to a place that doesn't pay it's employees?

When I got to the van, where Dave was waiting for me with the girls, I started bawling. He probably thought that sometimes horrible had happened. I was so upset that It took me a while to be able to tell him that I just didn't like it there. I know, kind of dramatic and emotional of me!

So, I'm going back to my old doctor! Yeah!

I was kind of laughing at myself. At work, sometimes we'll have people just get up and walk out in the middle of a procedure because of nerves or whatever. I've always thought that they must have serious problems or something. I came REALLY close to doing that!