So I had my 29 week appointment today, and I should have taken a hint from my dream last night......I had a dream where I asked my doctor to induce me and I was 38 weeks and 4 cm dilated, and she said "No! It's way too soon." I woke up in tears.
Anyway, I went to my appointment where apparently it was my doctor's first week back from maternity leave. I showed up 10 minutes early and still it was 30 minutes until I saw her. I am up 4 lbs from my last visit for a grand total of 29 lbs, at this point I had such a crappy appointment that I don't care about my weight gain-- all I want to do is eat the bag of Halloween candy sitting next me. As I said earlier I should have taken a hint from my dream- I told my OB- "So you mentioned you would induce me a week early. We found out that Matt has a week of vacation the previous week." Well she then throws out all of these statistics about NICU babies and how she won't induce me before the 12th of Dec. That's fine, I understand the risks involved. But then she goes on about how if I don't want to have the baby so close to Christmas she will induce me between the 14th and 19th, and how if Matt were being sent to Iraq then she would induce me the 5th - 11th.
Being the walking bag of hormones that I am right now, I broke down in tears when I got home, partly because I seem to have babies at the wrong time in my families' lives, and I don't have as much of a support system built in here as I would like-- so I am freaking out a little as to whether or not I can do this. I talked to Matt on the phone, and he wants to see if he can switch his vacation-- it didn't help my morale when Matt said "I guess you're just going to have to go into labor your own during Dec 5- 11." I know he was trying to make a joke. The only reason I even considered an induction was so that I could have the baby when Matt would be around. I am normally dead set against inductions for convenience, but in this case I saw the benefit of having Matt's help. Now, I don't want to be induced as I think it would be completely selfish and self-centered of me to even consider it just so my kid doesn't have a "Christmas" birthday. I have to admit I was looking forward to being done two weeks sooner because I am already uncomfortable. I had cut back on my activity as it decreased the number of supraventricular tachycardia episodes which I had been having- haven't had an episode in a month. Now to stay sane, and get my self psyched up to go the full mile in this pregnancy, I am going to load up my calendar from here until Christmas.
To top it all off I had to wait another 30 minutes because I had to wait while the nurse figured out what was going on with getting me an appointment at the cardiology clinic. The OB is set on my getting into see the cardiologist.
All in all measuring just right- 29 weeks, blood pressure was fine, baby's heartrate was good.
Maybe I should just have a homebirth.... (this is the stubborn person in my talking) or take that nasty castor oil I did with Brigham come Dec 21st.
Sorry for the hormonal rant.....
Crystal
Anyway, I went to my appointment where apparently it was my doctor's first week back from maternity leave. I showed up 10 minutes early and still it was 30 minutes until I saw her. I am up 4 lbs from my last visit for a grand total of 29 lbs, at this point I had such a crappy appointment that I don't care about my weight gain-- all I want to do is eat the bag of Halloween candy sitting next me. As I said earlier I should have taken a hint from my dream- I told my OB- "So you mentioned you would induce me a week early. We found out that Matt has a week of vacation the previous week." Well she then throws out all of these statistics about NICU babies and how she won't induce me before the 12th of Dec. That's fine, I understand the risks involved. But then she goes on about how if I don't want to have the baby so close to Christmas she will induce me between the 14th and 19th, and how if Matt were being sent to Iraq then she would induce me the 5th - 11th.
Being the walking bag of hormones that I am right now, I broke down in tears when I got home, partly because I seem to have babies at the wrong time in my families' lives, and I don't have as much of a support system built in here as I would like-- so I am freaking out a little as to whether or not I can do this. I talked to Matt on the phone, and he wants to see if he can switch his vacation-- it didn't help my morale when Matt said "I guess you're just going to have to go into labor your own during Dec 5- 11." I know he was trying to make a joke. The only reason I even considered an induction was so that I could have the baby when Matt would be around. I am normally dead set against inductions for convenience, but in this case I saw the benefit of having Matt's help. Now, I don't want to be induced as I think it would be completely selfish and self-centered of me to even consider it just so my kid doesn't have a "Christmas" birthday. I have to admit I was looking forward to being done two weeks sooner because I am already uncomfortable. I had cut back on my activity as it decreased the number of supraventricular tachycardia episodes which I had been having- haven't had an episode in a month. Now to stay sane, and get my self psyched up to go the full mile in this pregnancy, I am going to load up my calendar from here until Christmas.
To top it all off I had to wait another 30 minutes because I had to wait while the nurse figured out what was going on with getting me an appointment at the cardiology clinic. The OB is set on my getting into see the cardiologist.
All in all measuring just right- 29 weeks, blood pressure was fine, baby's heartrate was good.
Maybe I should just have a homebirth.... (this is the stubborn person in my talking) or take that nasty castor oil I did with Brigham come Dec 21st.
Sorry for the hormonal rant.....
Crystal
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