Cerita Si Oma

As I just started writing about my pregnancy, I have to flashback a little bit to tell you what happened in my first trimester. This time, I will tell you about finding the right doctor, or what we normally call a gynecologist. When I lived in Europe,  I heard you don’t need a gynecologist in the first place. You’d need a midwife. And how to find a good midwife? Basically your GP will refer you to someone or give you a list of midwives; or sometime you can go to a website, type your postcode and find a midwife near you (along with reviews from people). So no biggie. I hardly heard any complaints about midwives in the Netherlands. In Indonesia, it is totally different. Normally people would go to a gynecologist that is referred to them by relatives, friends or families. If you are lucky that your mom’s gynecologist is still around, you’d probably go to that one. Or you'd go to the one that all people would recommend. Sometimes, people would do anything just to get treated...

It has been months since I last wrote anything or even posted anything on this blog. To be honest, I was on the verge of closing this blog, because I thought, "who care if I still write or not!". Then I thought, for the sake of my own sanity, I will keep this blog. Let's quickly summarize my past months. Since the last time I wrote, my job has been pretty much the highlight of my life. It was very tiring, demanding, yet challenging and fun. But then, something happened, which quickly took over my life. I was pregnant! It was a big surprise for both Stefy and I, because we didn't expect that we could have a baby without any help. Quick background story, I had a reasonable size cyst in my ovary. My gynecolog used to say that I might have issues with fertility and will need to be treated if I want to get pregnant. I believe the Almighty God definitely interfered with it, especially He definitely did interfere with my grand plan. Career was something ...