Kathy

Kathy deserves her own post. Not only her own post, she deserves a whole blog. She is amazing!

I'm one of those people who refer to Dr. Google when I feel like something may not be exactly right. Real Doctors, midwives and nurses aren't as amused by this as I am. For example, at my weekly OB appointments, I would always start off by saying "I'm a googler, and I looked up this symptom and it told me that this could be wrong, so is that true"? You would think that would get old after a while, right? Ha! I'm certainly not the easiest patient in the world and Kathy dealt with me quite well, to say the least.

Kathy is my midwife. Yes, midwife. When I say "my DR told me" this or that, I really mean midwife. I'm not at all ashamed that I am under the care of a midwife, it's just easier to say DR rather than explaining to everyone that I don't plan on delivering my baby in the bathroom of my home. People still think that about midwives and from my experience, it isn't true. I was in a hospital and I asked for the drugs! I would not have traded Kathy for the world. Instead of being absent all throughout my labor and just showing up when it was time to push, she was in and out of my room the entire time. She became much more than my midwife, she became my friend.

When I first found out I had gestational diabetes, I cried and she hugged me. When I was low on amniotic fluid for the first time and had to go to the hospital (I was pretty scared), she gave me her cell phone number and texted me back when I sent her a text asking her where to go once inside the hospital. That was the first of many texts! When we told her we had a 4D sonogram done and he was so cute, she asked to see the pictures. She genuinely cared about Hudson's well being and safety, as well as mine.

Honestly, when she came in the room and told me that I was going to be induced that Friday, I thought she was crazy! I asked her who would be delivering him and when she told me she was on call all weekend and that it would be her, I felt a huge sense of relief. Once we established a relationship (after like, one visit), I knew I didn't want anyone but Kathy delivering him. Luckily, she was there every step of the way for my labor. She told us he was a beautiful baby boy with lots of hair before we could even see him, she asked Mark to cut the cord and she handed us our beautiful baby just like we had hoped. I was so afraid of labor, but she made it seem so very possible - and it obviously was! It's strange to say that I had fun with Kathy and Jane (my nurse) in between pushes ... until the last five minutes or so. Haha!

I texted her somewhat recently and told her that I miss our weekly visits, and I really do. I mean, really - how silly is it that I am anxiously awaiting my six week checkup?!

Between Mark, my amazing mom, my mother in law Mary, my nurse Jane, the anesthesiologist (haha) and of course Kathy, I had an amazing support team during the entire labor process and could not have asked for anything more!