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I got a call last night inviting me to a 2 hour appointment with a maternal cardiologist next Tuesday.

I’m not sure if I’m scared or excited although I’m trying to be neither at the moment, I’m trying to think calm and serene thoughts.

Sometimes I succeed.

I have some big important questions to ask Dr Walker when I see her. The kinds of questions I should have asked her before I was 8 weeks pregnant because some of them are a bit of a moot point now.

That is the way these things inevitably go though, isn’t it? First baby takes over a year to put in an appearance and by the third you are afraid to sneeze in case it makes an extra blue line appear.

I also had a lovely chat with a lady called Amanda Dixon at lunch who walked me through all the lovely things I can do with a placenta to try and support my heart after the birth.

Who knew placentas could make so many different things? Not me! I thought your choices were smoothies or tablets but apparently not. 

That’s what I love about this birth game, ever day’s a school day!

No I mean that literally.

You wait almost a year trying to learn everything you can and then have a small but finite window to make the magic happen. If you get it right you get to go home with your baby, if you don’t you get to spend the rest of your life working in a fast food kitchen wondering why you don’t get ID’d for wine any more.

Something like that anyway.

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