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Not the kind of panic I expected

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I’m upset, but I waited until too late in the day to get upset.

I should backtrack a little. Predictably, the eggplant parmesan didn’t work (it was good, though). I went to a hockey game last night, absolutely sure I’d go into labor there. Nope. I don’t feel any different, either. It seems like this baby is nowhere near coming out.

I hit 38 weeks today. At my last visit to the OB, she had made brief mention of induction in week 39, which is fine. It’s not that I’m so miserable that I couldn’t go to 40 weeks, but I’m just concerned about having to have a C-section if they were to wait so long that she was too big.

When I last saw her, the scheduler set up my next appointment. Because the doctor was out of town this week, they set it for the following week (next week). Apparently the only slot they had for me was for a Friday (the 13th, actually). At the time, I kind of thought it sucked that I would have to wait so long, but I didn’t think too much more about it. Plus, I think I had this idea in the back of my mind that I was going to go into labor before then.

Well, here I am at the beginning of week 38, feeling like this baby isn’t interested in showing up early, which means I may very well need an induction if I want to get this thing started before she’s so big that a C-section is my only option. Having my next OB appointment scheduled for the beginning of my 39th week is making me nervous. Then when do you schedule the induction? Probably not over the weekend. So that puts me halfway into my 39th week. Then how big is the baby?

I don’t want to have my hand forced on a C-section just because of someone else’s schedule.

I wouldn’t veto the doctor if she thought going straight for a C-section was going to be the safest thing for my baby or myself. People who do that may just end up with emergency C-sections anyway. But I don’t want to let it get to that point. I need for this baby to still be at a size where it’s safe for me to at least just try to do this myself.

Up until now, I have not been one of those paranoid or overbearing pregnant women, but this may be the difference between someone cutting my stomach open or not. I’m going to  call Monday morning and find out if the doctor has had any cancellations earlier in the week. If not, someone in there is going to have to see me. We’ve spent enough money in there at this point that they ought to listen.

I’m still hoping for a small miracle before then. Currently all my hope falls on tonight’s full moon. That sounds ridiculous, I know, but people buy into it. There’s really no science to back it up, but supposedly the birth rates are higher the day before, day of and day after a full moon. So I have tonight and tomorrow.

I also had a nice spicy taco soup for dinner, though normal levels of spice haven’t helped so far – which is why we’re doing hot chicken tomorrow. I’ve thought about Prince’s over the last week, but I’ve honestly been a little worried that it could be too much spice for the baby. Now I’m ready to give it a shot. As it turns out, we’re going to have to get it from some other hot chicken place in Antioch tomorrow, because they open earlier than Prince’s. If hot chicken doesn’t do it, who knows if Pitocin would even work?

So, yeah, I’m a little emotional this evening.

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April 7, 2012 at 5:05 am

Getting there

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Yay! As of today I am done with the gestational diabetes doctor and his depressing office. I’m also done stabbing my fingers four times a day. I’ll get into why I’m critical of the way GDM is diagnosed another day.

On the plus side, we got yet another ultrasound, and everything was good. Well, except of course for the fact that she’s now an estimated 8 pounds and 3 ounces (give or take 18 ounces). Pretty huge since I’m still a few days away from the 38 week mark.

After tonight we will also be done with the childbirth classes as well. I didn’t mind those, but I’m not sure that they were all that necessary for me. I think I knew pretty much everything we were taught already from the books that I read. Still, it was good to hear about some of the hospital-specific protocol. I’d imagine J.R. took a lot away from it.

All that leaves now are the weekly appointments with the OB. She’s out of town this week, so I don’t even see her again until the end of next week. I’m hoping that labor will happen on its own prior to that. Aside from the baby’s ever-increasing size, I’m so uncomfortable!

We’ve tried all of the standard stupid things that are supposed to get the contractions started, none of which worked. We’ve even tried some weirder stuff that was suggested. My favorite was the huge batch of cookies. Obviously they didn’t do anything, but they were delicious. Basically, they’re ginger cookies with cayenne added. We used this recipe, but J.R. changed it to a heaping teaspoon of cayenne. I could’ve handled more, but it would have probably overwhelmed the rest of the cookie.

After a suggestion on Twitter, we went a different route last night. There is an Italian restaurant called Scalini’s near Atlanta that serves an eggplant parmesan, which they claim sends women into labor within 48 hours. I had heard this mentioned before (maybe by J.R. or my in-laws), but at this stage in the game, I was ready to give it a shot. Obviously I can’t make a road trip like that at this stage, especially for a plate of eggplant parmesan, which is why I was glad that they were kind enough to include the recipe on their website. Besides, as with the cookies, I wasn’t losing out if it didn’t work – I was getting a tasty meal.

We had the eggplant parmesan for dinner, and I’m about to have some leftovers for lunch. So, you know, maybe.

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April 5, 2012 at 12:08 am