The due date is a mere three days away. Still getting fun contractions, though not quite as fun as they have been. Last week was a roller coaster of a lifetime with all of the contractions I was getting, but I will get into that later. We had a doctor's visit today, and with there being very little dilation going on, we may be looking at going overdue. Sad, but definitely not uncommon. So, current plan of attack- we'll see what this week brings, and if I'm still carrying Jace for next week's appointment we'll see how much I've dilated and discuss inducing options. The doctor doesn't want me to go over 7 days, apparently the risk of still birth increases after 7 days overdue. The thing about inducing is that if I'm not dilating myself, inducing could just mean a very long labor that ends in a c-section. So we will have to see what the next week brings. Best option- Jace figures he's ready to come out and starts labor on his own before we get to the next appointment. I know in my family, babies tend to be overdue, but I have so been hoping that Jace would at least come very close to his due date, instead of hanging around for a couple of extra weeks.
Because I have been so intent on wanting Jace to come close to his due date, (even a little early!) I think it has caused us a lot of undue stress in this household. I've been so fixated on wanting Jace to arrive, I've had difficulty enjoying the time that is left. I suspect that the extra stress was a factor in there being so many contractions last week. It all culminated Sunday morning when I got up from my chair at breakfast and I had a wet spot on my chair. My water broke? I didn't want to think my water had broken, but I couldn't think of any other explanation! I freaked out about it all morning, going back and forth in my mind. I consulted the doctor but still couldn't decide exactly what had happened. My dear husband was so good and patiently watched me waver and try to figure things out for myself because he knew the very delicate emotional state I was in. (For the first time in this pregnancy, I snapped at him!) Finally, I decided we just needed to get it checked to see if the water had actually broken. I think I should have known by my own indecision that it hadn't but we already mentioned my emotions were pretty frayed at this point. We went to the hospital and spent an hour and a half hooked up to monitors to be told that it wasn't my water and we were sent home.
Most people find this a very disappointing experience, but for me, it was a relief to know. I just needed to know one way or the other, and once I knew, I could move on with my life. After that experience, I felt I'd had quite enough drama in my life, I could do without giving birth for a few days. So this past week has been quite a stress less week, because I had very little interest in actually delivering the baby or experiencing contractions. I'd had enough drama. I'm feeling ready again to get him out, but I'm a little more patient. I'm still hoping that he doesn't hang around for two weeks before coming out. Instead, I'm counting down for the next 10 days. I figure, he may arrive anytime in those 10 days, and hopefully sooner rather than later. I think the most difficult thing about waiting for Jace to arrive is the complete uncertainty. It really could happen at any time, but no one knows when that time will be. So for now, I'm planning on it happening in 10 days (3 days to the due date, 7 days to when the doctor wants him out) and if he arrives sooner, I will be a very happy clam. :)
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