Well, my due date came and went, and I'm still pregnant. Yes, I was disappointed at first, and that's what I get for investing too much in my due date, but I'm feeling much better now.
Last week at my OB appointment I was checked again and hadn't progressed from the last week. I was still about 2cm dilated and 20% effaced. I was just a couple of days away from hitting my due date, and the option of induction came up. It wasn't any sort of suggestion, just a topic thrown out there for me to chew on if I indeed went past 41 weeks (because my OB's office won't induce sooner unless you have medical reasons).
My doctor threw out some dates for me to think about: July 3rd, July 6th, 8th and 9th. I didn't like the sound of the 3rd because if I labored long I'd have a 4th of July baby, and I wasn't sure that would be best for birthday parties. Wouldn't people always be out of town for her party? Then again, she'd most likely get the day off from work when she's older. July 9th I'd be more than 42 weeks pregnant. Of course, some of ultra-natural friends on Twitter would advice me to take that date--if any, but my husband's time off from work would already be over, and I'd have burned another week of maternity leave with no baby. That date didn't sit well with me.
My OB said we could talk about it later, and suggested I discuss it with my husband. As he and I talked it over, we decided the 3rd would be just fine. He seems to think it's great to share a birthday with the USA, and fireworks for the occasion is just great. We haven't set the date yet but we'll be discussing it today at our appointment. We're also getting an ultrasound to check the condition of the placenta and fluid levels in there. If I do get induced this Saturday, I'll be 41 weeks and 2 days pregnant--PLENTY of baking time if you ask me.
As for my baby maybe showing up before the 3rd--I think there's a good chance. Sunday I had contractions all day, for about 22 hours. They ranged from 2-5 minutes apart for about two hours, and the rest of the time they were between 2-15 minutes apart. I really was thinking "this is it." My husband packed his hospital bag, I shaved my legs, we were ready to go. I went to bed thinking surely my contractions would pick up, or my water would break, and we'd be heading to the hospital in the middle of the night. None of which happened. I woke up the next day feeling a little deflated.
Now I'm analyzing every little symptom. Diarrhea (gross, I know), nausea, cramping, back aches, every little twitch and I'm wondering if the real deal is about to begin. It reminds me so much of those two nerve-wracking weeks I waited to know if I was pregnant, interpreting every little twitch. Crazy that I've come full circle.
So now here I am, with a birth "plan" (I call it my birth wishes) that needs to be re-worked based on a possible induction. But I'm ok with that too. I've read a lot about what makes inductions successful, and I know a lot of people have gone through it and had beautiful, healthy children. My mom had to be induced with all of her children and she says I'll most likely have to go through the same thing. We'll see. I'm a little sad that I may not get to experience the "suspense" of it all, and rushing in the middle of the night to get to the hospital. I'm thinking on the positive side though. There are good things about knowing when your baby is coming. For one, you pretty much get to choose the birth date. You can also plan and get everything done beforehand, and feel more ready for the birth since you know when it's coming.
I use to think of the days around my due date as Christmas. I felt like a child all over again, wondering when Santa was coming, except I was waiting for my baby, and I wasn't sure when she'd show up. Now, I have a pretty good idea of when that will be. It will be within the next four days.
I can't believe I'm almost there. I can't wait to finally see my little girl!
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