… “normal pregnant lady” exam today. And I was able to get in with the midwives I was hoping to. Trying to find an urban midwife who has hospital privileges at a hospital I’d want to go to was somewhat, er, challenging. Because, granola I may be (well, apart from the whole cylon sci-fi embryo-makin’ bit), but I really don’t want to have the Sprog at home. Someone else to clean the sheets sounds like a great idea to me, not to mention the whole handrails-in-the-shower thing.

But I do want a midwife. I’m sure that I could find an OB who isn’t keen on unnecessary c-sections & who will actively promote non-narcotic pain-management techniques during labor, but it’d be a lot harder to screen for, and I don’t really see the need when there are perfectly good midwives out there who are in the business for that very reason. Plus, the midwife I’ll be going to is perfectly fine with “re-using” all my pre-IVF tests instead of insisting that I get retested for, say, rubella and hepatitis. And, you know what? At this point, anything that saves me a few blood draws (not to mention a few bucks) is a good thing.

And I’m just terrifically delighted about the idea of being out of the IVF clinic. They’re great people, wonderful folks whose expertise has made my most cherished dream come true.

But I’m tired of being in their office every other day!

Oh, speaking of… Anyone have any thoughts on an “I’m going away” gesture for the good folks at the clinic? Box o’ candy? Homemade cookies? Flowers? And please don’t say “Sterling silver model of Jerusalem” because aside from it being a bit out of my financial league, someone’s already given them one (no, really). But I’d like to do something. Any ideas?