Lately, I have been posting a lot of my experiences on Facebook regarding the pregnancy and the local stance on c-section. I feel bad drawing comparisons between the UK and US, I know it probably offends people to some extend which I do apologize for. I know that no one wants to hear “but in my country …”. I’m not saying that though, I’m saying “I have a limited understanding. This is what I have experienced, can you tell me how it may differ?”
What I can say is, I can only draw from what I know and ask questions to help myself understand what I am facing as a first time mother. I feel badly if some people (mostly midwives) take offense to my asking questions but at the end of the day, it’s my body, my pregnancy and I have to feel comfortable with the outcome.
Warning: These opinions are my own. The statements below therapist los angeles do not seek to replace any sort of professional advise, do not seek to judge or convince any one of anything.
As some of you (most of you) may know, Ken and I are expecting! That’s right, a baby … not a shipment, not to loose our minds (well that too …) but a tiny human!
We announced to our family and friends a few weeks ago. I would dare say that do to becoming pregnant, I have neglected my various blogging. Honestly, I had before to some large extent but then after becoming pregnant, I also started to have “autoimune thyroiditis” again which made me stupidly tired as well as just regular first trimester tiredness. Now, things are improving, being on thyroid medicine and slowly feeling more energetic and optimistic daily.
We conceived in April, probably around mid-month. I had started having some pain on my left side so the family GP suggested an ultra-sound. And that’s when we saw “ALF” a.k.a. Angry Little Fish (because that’s what the baby looked like). We spent a few weeks anxious, nervous and a bit afraid of jumping the gun with telling everyone though it had been driving Ken nuts! He kept asking when we were allowed to tell. :-) I wanted to wait until the 12 week… Continue reading
Well, I have officially been in the UK now since February 9th *thinks* so nearly 8 weeks. Things have been slow as far as my getting out and meeting people because I feel very vulnerable and “naked” here. Things really are the same but different so I feel a bit like an alien, grey skin, big eyes and all.
My first step was to find a therapist close to our home so I could see someone about what I’m feeling and the things that are coming up. I realized nearly right away that … to put it lightly a LOT of issues have come up, personally. Here is just a quick breakdown:
- Being married! Hah, no small adjustment for a single, independent girl. It’s new for both Ken and I, blending our beliefs, how we do things and what we like with each other. I have to remind him to slow down and include me in the little things like washing up, cooking, laundry, shopping. He’s used to do all these things alone so asking him to slow down and include me is a big adjustment for him. Not working or having “my own money” is a… Continue reading
Here we are, after midnight on the 7th of February 2013 and this is now my last full day as an American in America. I will be traveling to England on Friday at 9:10 pm and will then be with my husband, starting our new life together.
That’s a very powerful sentence right there. Perhaps one of the most powerful things I have thought aloud or written down to myself. I’m declaring that in less than 48 hours my status will have changed in a very physical way and all that represents my Life in the United States will be no more, at least not as it was, and will I will now be officially not only a Wife but legally living abroad. I would have never guessed any of this would happen two years ago.
What’s happening in my head right now?