Two beached whales: Completely chilled out at 25 weeks, on babymoon and still hopeful of the gynae we had selected…oh, such misplaced hope.PS. For sensitive viewers: that is NOT a real whale, guys!
If you haven’t yet read the unforeseen series of events that lead up to this point where Im 37 weeks pregnant and on the hunt for a professional care provider to deliver my baby,I suggest you first read that post here, then come back here to see what happened next!
Walking out on our doctor at 37 weeks of pregnancy isn’t the most likeliest of decisions for anyone to make. But we weren’t more sure of ourselves the day we did. However, having nothing in hand was obviously Continue reading