Plan B
I guess I deserved it. I told the doctor on Wednesday that I didn't want the induction unless it was necessary. Well, today, I changed my mind. The idea of having a strange doctor delivering my baby was a little unsettling and I have never been so uncomfortable as I have been today. Usually after lunch, I get some energy and I feel better. Not today. Not even close. So when I went for my appointment today, I told him that I have reconsidered my stance on inductions. Well, too late. He's leaving tomorrow morning. If I had just accepted the induction in the first place, I would have had the baby by now and everything would be over. So I could go in labour this second and possibly catch him before he takes off or go in labour this weekend and have a new doctor deliver. If none of that happens, he's scheduled me to go to the hospital on Monday morning and have the induction then. So either way, I'll have a September baby - as long as labour doesn't take two days.
So I don't know how I feel about the whole thing. On one hand, I feel like I missed my chance and if I hadn't been so stubborn all this would be over by now. But then, the baby must not have been ready and I would prefer not to go into labour before it is ready. But then I would have had my doctor, but then again, the nurses will all the be the same and as long as the doctor is qualified, it doesn't really matter. And he said he wasn't leaving town until that doctor showed up so he'll know that he has someone covering. I would have been more comfortable with mine but I don't think I'll be that comfortable anyway. And if I do make it through the weekend, he'll be back. But I don't think I can make it through the weekend. That would mean 9 days over due. Now, I know women have done it before but it really sucks. And I'm so tired. I get to go for another NST tomorrow. Maybe I'll get the lowdown on this new doctor while I'm there. That might alleviate some fears. But the baby is still moving around and is healthy. And I'm still kinda moving around and healthy. He seemed really impressed with my blood pressure. That's one good thing about today. I have great blood pressure. Go Me! Now if I could just stop being so emotional and stop crying for no reason, I'll be set. Between the tears and peeing, I'm going to need to drink more water.
By the way...He mentioned that this was a "sizable baby." I just stared at him. "It's big?" "Not too big, but a good size." Oh crap. I'm going to have a 12 lbs baby. I knew I should have had the induction.
Hooray for music. I've been in such a funk writing this blog when what song pops up but "Online" by Brad Paisley. I'm actually smiling now. I should write him a letter.
So I don't know how I feel about the whole thing. On one hand, I feel like I missed my chance and if I hadn't been so stubborn all this would be over by now. But then, the baby must not have been ready and I would prefer not to go into labour before it is ready. But then I would have had my doctor, but then again, the nurses will all the be the same and as long as the doctor is qualified, it doesn't really matter. And he said he wasn't leaving town until that doctor showed up so he'll know that he has someone covering. I would have been more comfortable with mine but I don't think I'll be that comfortable anyway. And if I do make it through the weekend, he'll be back. But I don't think I can make it through the weekend. That would mean 9 days over due. Now, I know women have done it before but it really sucks. And I'm so tired. I get to go for another NST tomorrow. Maybe I'll get the lowdown on this new doctor while I'm there. That might alleviate some fears. But the baby is still moving around and is healthy. And I'm still kinda moving around and healthy. He seemed really impressed with my blood pressure. That's one good thing about today. I have great blood pressure. Go Me! Now if I could just stop being so emotional and stop crying for no reason, I'll be set. Between the tears and peeing, I'm going to need to drink more water.
By the way...He mentioned that this was a "sizable baby." I just stared at him. "It's big?" "Not too big, but a good size." Oh crap. I'm going to have a 12 lbs baby. I knew I should have had the induction.
Hooray for music. I've been in such a funk writing this blog when what song pops up but "Online" by Brad Paisley. I'm actually smiling now. I should write him a letter.
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