I noticed a really big difference in procedure on Friday, when comparing my new(er) OBGYN to the one who delivered Bud and Lucy. We were discussing how big Olivia currently is, and how I pushed with Bud for 4 hours and ended up needing a vacuum to get him out. To say that my current doctor was horrified was an understatement. Old practice was a very holistic doctor and 2 midwives (all of whom have left which is why I left) and new practice is 3 youngish (30-40) straight up doctors. Current doctor let me know in no uncertain terms that in the case of Bud, she would have performed a c-section with no questions asked AND in the case of Olivia, the second she has a concern, a c-section it will be. My feelings? I’ve already pushed out 2 9-10lb babies, one with no epidural, and the largest one was posterior. Unless she is breech or in distress, there will be no c-section. (Even if it does mean that I get to stay in the hospital longer)
We had a busy weekend, and I can say with 98% certainty that we are ready for the baby. Bassinet and car seat are set. We bought diapers yesterday ($37 for 216 size 1 diapers= $.17 a piece. Am I really that tied to Pampers Swaddlers?? I am.) and the house is reasonably clean. Regardless of anything, no matter what, in one week and one day, we will have a new baby.
Hub and I discussed the difference in knowing when you are having the baby vs. not knowing. His biggest disappointment? No action shot of me before we leave for the hospital. I thought about showing them to you….but they are not good. So just imagine me post nervous breakdown upon hearing that I was 5cm and must go be induced for Bud and then in hardcore active labor with Lucy, standing in the kitchen, sweaty and sullen at 3AM.
As much as I have been miserable, I am going to miss feeling this baby girl wiggling around in my belly. I’m trying to remember that and be positive in this last week. I can’t believe this has been going on since November….and now we’re here.