Once we finally got to the day of the appointment it was very reminiscent of Christmas day. MW took the entire day off, but I went to work in the morning. MW picked me up from work at noon and it was such an excitement-tinged ride to the midwife. We really had zero idea of what was going to happen, we hadn't even told our parents yet.
That being said it was an interesting first interaction at the midwife. The nurse took us in and took the normal measurements, height, weight, age, family history. The nurse was slightly on the talkative side, but it seemed to calm me a bit. The Irish way of dealing with anything seems to be to just talk, luckily our Italian/Greek nurse happened to have the same way of breaking the tension!
Once the midwife did arrive it was a very relaxed atmosphere, mostly consisting of question and answer. At this point in the process it's good to ask ALL questions. The phrase "there are no stupid questions" definitely applies here (although I don't think it necessarily does at other points.) Nothing that you ask is going to surprise these people, its their job. Also the silliest questions may be very intelligent questions that will really help you understand the process.
We left the examination room that day with information on everything from genetic tests that can be done, exercise expectations, to food that you should avoid/utilize.
Do not expect to know everything leaving the doctors office that day. The second I left I thought of 100 questions I should have asked. Just take in the day, write down your questions, and ask the next time you go to the doctors.
The next step is the ultrasound.....but thats a different post
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