The baby will arrive in two weeks. Exactly. I know the day. Monday, November 22, 2010 at 9 AM. How do I know this? My doctor scheduled my c-section. I am utterly disappointed. The baby is already getting too large to descend into my pelvic bones, and I am already having the same problems I had with LL.
I see her rationale, and I logically can agree with her. Emotionally however, I am completely on the other side of the fence. I DID NOT want to have another c-section, though I knew from the beginning it may be necessary. I wanted to avoid this at all costs. My doctor tried to get me to "open up" during my pelvic exam (all you mom's out there understand that) which was fruitless and uncomfortable. She said the baby is not engaged, I am not ripening and I am, as said before, completely closed up.
Granted she did say a lot could change in the next 2 weeks and I could still go into labor on my own. If that should be the case, she said as long as I'm
dilating, she's all for the
VBAC. So, I have taken to every wives tale and known avenues to assist with inducing labor and I have spent a lot of time on my knees. We'll see. I don't have much hope left in me though and am getting ready for the surgery.
My doctor tried cheering me up by saying 'at least none of your girlie parts are broken and you'll live through this experience'. Meaning, if it weren't for modern medicine, I would die in child birth. Now there's a bright side.