How can a pregnant woman be a preconceptionist? I started this blog in my preconception days when my womb was aching and my ovaries were screaming, “Must have baby!” Believe it or not, I chose to call myself The Preconceptionist intending for the name to last far into mommyhood. Here’s why.
We all come equipped with preconceptions that guide us through the journey to motherhood. For example, you’re certain that a physician in a hospital is the only health professional qualified enough to deliver your unborn child. Or perhaps you wouldn’t be caught dead giving birth anywhere else besides in your home with a midwife. These are extreme examples of a broad spectrum of choices available to today’s woman. But thanks to our clinical and cultural preconceptions, many women aren’t even aware that they have choices to make—choices that can be fun, intellectually stimulating, and philisophically fascinating.
In the interest of full disclosure, I work at the American College of Nurse-Midwives—the professional association for certified nurse-midwives and certified midwives. (Frantic disclaimer: the views expressed in this blog are my own and are in no way the views of the American College of Nurse-Midwives.) This blog is all about my personal experience coming head-to-head with the preconceptions I’ve collected while growing up in a middle-class household in the United States and working as a writer and editor for midwives.
No matter where you are in your journey—wishing for babies, trying for babies, incubating babies, or raising babies—I invite you to join me on my journey and encourage you to explore the preconceptionist in you.