This picture has nothing to do with what I'm about to write about, except for the fact that we spent time in downtown Greenfield after my prenatal appointment today.

The kids stayed with friends, and C and I saw Deb Billings, who is the midwife who delivered both of our children.

Deb is amazing. She always listens so intently, makes me feel better about everything, and gives me a lot to think about. She reminds me that there are always options and ways to make things feel better.

I talked to her about the fact that it took me this long to get pregnant again, mostly because I'm so scared about giving birth again. We talked about the option of an epidural (something she recommended before I even brought it up) with it's positive and negative sides. She recommended that I go talk to a therapist trained in prenatal and postnatal counseling, which is something I have considered.

And after we talked for a long time, we got to hear the baby's heartbeat. C recorded it, too.

I left feeling better than I did going in there, and I have lots to think about.