My Inner World

Our Little Honey was born August 1st at 14.42 hrs. She is just perfect! The labour was very different from our first one, but it was wonderfull. (Once I was given the Entonox that is, not so much fun before that! )

I will do my very best to write a proper update/birth story soon. Untill then, let me introduce, our Little Honey:

Desired result of membrane sweep: The Onset of labour
Actual Result of the membrane sweep: 1 very sore and dissapointed Mieneke

40 weeks tomorrow..... Fingers crossed!

Had another check up today. The registrar was the same man that I had seen last week and that I hadn't really gelled well with. When the "Head Doctor" came in I was delighted to see her and she suggested a membrane sweep to see if that would help get things moving. I gladly accepted and then it turned out that HE would be doing the procedure. In hindsight I feel like I should have requested someone else. Not because he was male, but because I didn't feel comfortable with him.
My regular doctor has a very exotic name and is from Egypt, I believe. He then made a rather derogatory remark about Egyptians. Completely uncalled for!
Seeing as allot of his colleagues seem to be from the middle east/Africa (Just a guess, mind you. They wear headscarves and those beautifully coloured all covering tunics) and he himself seems African (or Carribean), I have to wonder how popular he is with his colleagues if he thinks remarks like that are funny...

When I asked about the level of discomfort this sweep would have, he said it was different for everyone but that he would be able to handle it if it were to be done to him. To which I asked him how many people HE had expelled from his body. Started off on the wrong foot there.
Now, I have had internal examinations before and this man had no sense of decorum at all.

The ladies that did it before, were all very respectful and talked me through it. This guy just said "now." and went for it. To say it was painfull and degrading would be an understatement. I felt like a flaming farm-animal.
He told me that if things had'nt started moving by next week's check up he would do it again.... Over my dead body... If I have him again, I will request one of the other doctors. If he doesn't like it, tough. It's my body and I decide who touches it.

On a more pleasant note. The Midwife that did the pre-check up pronounced my name perfectly when she called me. My name is very hard to pronounce so I was rather surprised. Turns out the lady lived in the Netherlands for 12 years and we were able to converse in Dutch. My first pregnancy hospital visit where I could speak in my native tongue. Was a very pleasant thing to be able to do. Hopefully she will be on duty in the delivery ward when I go in!

Right, I will be sure to let ye know if the sweep worked! (Fingers and toes crossed!)