24 Weeks and No Midwife

I haven't felt like a good example for BWB lately.  It's not that I am behaving recklessly or carelessly.  It's just that I have no professional caregiver right now, and I would never recommend that to any of my followers.  It's complicated.  Matt and I are keeping track of lots of things at home: blood pressure, blood sugar, oxygen, pulse, heart sounds, respiratory, fundal height, swelling (none at all), and urinalysis.  We can't hear Evangeline's heart rate on his stethoscope yet, and plan to get a fetoscope soon. Her movements get more frequent and stronger everyday, though. I need to do better on my diet and water intake as usual.  I eat so slowly and because there are so many other things pressing on me, I don't always eat as much as I should.  I'm working on it.  My weight gain is good.  I am 24 weeks along right now.

We've been in this position before.  When I was pregnant with Malakai, we were in a huge transition that was physically and emotionally stressful.  We ended up moving from CA to NY in my 3rd trimester, and decided on a midwife after we arrived.  Then, she couldn't help us with a home birth. So, I had to fight for the birth I wanted in the hospital.  It worked.  Malakai was the first water birth in that hospital, and it was nearly unattended (I say this as a good thing)!  It is good for me to reflect on that because it reminds me of how God has taken care of us in the past, and I can trust He will take care of us again this time.  That being said, I still firmly believe that his birth would've been handled better at home.  He had a meconium issue that you can see in the video below.  
At home, we would've suctioned and if he needed breaths, we have a warm tray (for a warm flat surface) ready right there so that he wouldn't have had to leave me at all and we wouldn't have had to cut his cord.  When a baby isn't breathing, he especially needs all the oxygen from his cord blood.  However, we were in the hospital.  So, they weren't set up to handle things like that.  I can't really complain as many many things were handled the way we wanted and they didn't give me much trouble at all.  We had zero separation, he slept with me and never in the crib thing, and when they were supposed to have him in the crib while we were being transported from delivery to recovery, they supported my decision to carry Malakai skin to skin inside my gown under blankets.  It's cold in the hospital!!  All things considered, we have a lot to be thankful for with our hospital birth experience.

A homebirth midwife such as a CPM (Certified Professional Midwife) is my preference of caregiver.  I personally believe that CPMs are better trained in the natural birthing process, and how to most effectively care for complications without the restraints of hospital protocols.  The care they provide prevents most complications in the first place.  On the other hand, they are skilled to know when things are not safe to stay home and when to transport to the nearest hospital.  They are passionate about what they do, and are not motivated by money or time (There are exceptions, of course.), but rather are motivated to provide customized care to mom and baby/babies.  Of course, I would never argue that CPMs are the only ones that provide this level of care.  I just feel like I have the best chance of getting the care I want, if I choose a midwife such as a CPM.

Because of the ridiculous legal situation with CPMs in our area, I can't share any of the details you may be wondering about.  I will say that I will continue to take care of myself, improve my diet and water intake, and we will plan Evangeline's bubble wrapped birth as soon as we can.  There are some options we are considering.  I hate that I can't just be open and share all the details with you.  Please just pray for wisdom in these decisions that need to be made very soon.  Please pray that the best midwife for this birth will be available and we will be able to relax and just enjoy the next few months before Evangeline's birth.

Thank you so much for your support.  I know that there are many BWB mamas who would make very different choices than I am right now.  I completely respect that, and I hope you can do the same for me in return. 

Support Carol Velasquez CPM!

BWB family, I am posting this link hoping that some of you would be able to join me to support Carol Velasquez. Carol is a certified professional midwife who has over 20 years experience providing optimal care for women, babies, and families. She is a dear friend to me and my family. ~Sarah

PLEASE READ:

"On March 28th, 2013 Carol Velasquez, CPM was indicted by a grand jury for practicing midwifery during her time in Indianapolis. Carol is a Certified Professional Midwife with over 20 years experience attending births. The care that Carol provided her clients was unparalleled by the Obstetric community and hospitals in Indiana. The women she attended received prenatal care according to the same schedule and yet she spent an average of 700% more time with us! This was acheived by scheduling 2 hour long appointments (as opposed to the 15 minutes OB/GYN's allot for patients.) She provided women with detailed nutritional counseling, recommended supplements according to the individual needs of the mother, and practical as well as emotional support to women facing difficult circumstances (myself included). Because the State of Indiana refuses to license CPM's Carol put her freedom on the line for each of the families she helped. Let's show our support for this brave woman on Tuesday morning as she surrenders herself to the court!"

*I am going to try my best to be there. I may have all my children with me. If you are in or near Indianapolis and want to help, please meet me at the courthouse on Tuesday morning (4/2/13)! If you can't be there, please share this event in as many homebirth friendly circles as you can, and please please pray. ~Sarah

CLICK HERE TO VIEW THE EVENT ON FACEBOOK

Thank you all so much for reading this blog.  This is an unusual post calling you to action, but I wouldn't ask you if it wasn't important.

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Meet Craig Wright

Craig Wright

Over the past few months, I've been learning a lot about a man named Craig Wright.  Craig was born in August of 1953.  After he was born, he was diagnosed with severe hemophilia when he cut his lip and it wouldn't stop bleeding.  He spent a lot of time in the hospital because of his hemophilia and received gallons of blood from numerous donors.  Life for a hemophiliac was much harder back then.

Craig grew up on the family farm in Prince Albert, Saskatchewan Canada.  At a young age he expressed a desire for farming.  He was told that he should give up that dream because a life of farming would be too dangerous for a hemophiliac.  That did not stop Craig from following his dream.  He grew up to take over the family farm.  He married, and he and his beautiful wife were blessed with 3 precious children.

Craig with his family

However, the Wright's lives were turned upside down one day when 32 year old Craig learned that he had contracted AIDS from bad blood.  His daughter, Ashley recalls:  "I was quite small (maybe 5-7 years old).  I remember seeing one (commercial on HIV/AIDS) and saying, 'Hey Dad, that's you, right?' and immediately after running to my room because I thought I would be in trouble for speaking about it. We all knew, it was NOT something you brought up!"

Ashley remembers telling her best friend about her dad's condition.  "It was the middle of winter and recess time and I asked her to sit with me on a little snow hill and told her."  Her friend didn't understand the reality of the situation, but knew she was sworn to secrecy until Ashley decided to tell others.  It was three years later in 6th grade that Ashley decided to share the situation with her classmates.  She never imagined that her dad would be laid to rest before she would finish 7th grade.

Craig's daughter, Ashley with her son, Parker

As Ashley shared her memories with me, I was deeply impressed with her parents.  Ashley remembers, "They came into the school and did presentations for the class as well as the parents, and I know they had to go through a whole bunch of red tape to even think about discussing such a topic with children.  I remember being scared but yet so proud of my dad for standing in front of the class and explaining to them in children terms what was going on in his body and why.  Needless to say, the children took it better than the parents.  I distinctly remember at the parent info meeting, the parents of the children in my sister's class saying, 'We do not want your daughter playing with our children.'  How do you even respond to that?!  Being a mom now, I have no idea how they handled that without tears!"

Ashley remembers that her dad missed being in his band.  She also remembers the "countless hours and hours he spent on the phone with lawyers and conference calls as well as the many trips to the lawyer's office or the lawyer coming to the house."

Craig was driven by truth and justice.  When he was infected with a deadly virus as a result of others' mistakes, he wanted those responsible to be held accountable.  He dedicated the remainder of his life to fighting for compensation to the families affected by bad blood and holding the responsible parties accountable.  He was deeply involved on "The Krever Commission".  This commission fought for better blood screening, safety of blood products, but mostly for the compensation for the affected families of bad blood.

Craig's grandaughter, Charlie

The Globe & Mail June 1, 1996 states,

"The mandate of the Krever inquiry is twofold:

-Determine how and why more than 1,200 hemophiliacs and transfusion recipients contracted between 1980 and 1985 the virus linked to acquired immune deficiency syndrome and why another 12,000 Canadians contracted hepatitis C from blood and blood products between 1980 and 1990;

-Recommend ways to revamp the blood system so a similar disaster is not repeated."

From studying the documents that Ashley sent to me for this post, I learned how the organizations responsible for the bad blood epidemic were quite upset about the Krever commission.  They thought that the notices of "potential misconduct" should be quashed because they unfairly stigmatized them. 

In 1993, Craig was interviewed by The Leader-Post.  He stated, "The knowledge we are getting now is the governments knew in 1982 and didn't act until 1985.  The time frame is so bizarre, . . .  How do you justify not letting hemophiliacs at the grassroots level know?  How can they justify not publicly putting out a news blurb saying:  'Hemophiliacs, be careful,'?"

In the end, Craig was not completely satisfied with what the courts decided the compensation should be, but he was told that it would be another 7 years before it would make it in front of a judge again.  Since he knew he wouldn't live long enough to see it go to court again, he agreed with what would be given.

It seemed that as soon as Craig knew that his family would be provided for, his body started shutting down.  Then on May 9th, 1996 in a Saskatoon hospital, 42 year old Craig Wright passed away.

Craig's grandson, Parker

I am so inspired by the life and legacy of Craig Wright, and I am so very saddened for his life that was lost.  We can all learn from this man's example.  From the moment he learned of his hemophilia, he decided that it would not keep him down.  Craig lived his life to the fullest.  He was loved and respected by his family, friends, and even people from his local and national government.  When carelessness led to his contracting the AIDS virus, he did not roll up in a ball and sulk or give up.  He let it fan the flames in his heart.  He stood up and fought for his family and many others.  When AIDS ultimately claimed his life, many honored him.

One of the saddest parts of this story is the grandchildren who never got to meet him.  Craig's daughter, Ashley, is brokenhearted that her little ones, will never know their grandfather who was such a hero.  No, Charlie and Parker will never look into their grandfather's eyes as they grow up, ride on the tractor with him on the family farm, listen to their grandpa's singing and guitar playing, or hear his stories from his own lips.  But, I believe they will know their grandpa.  He lives in the hearts and memories of so many people.  I believe Charlie and Parker will be inspired by their very special grandpa's legacy.  Parker's blood inherited the mutated gene carrying hemophilia, but that blood has a legacy of much love, determination, and strength in it from his grandfather, Craig Wright.