into unchartered territory

As of yesterday, no one can accuse me of having another pre-term baby! No looks from the nurses, no worry from the pediatrician, NO, NO, NO, we are FULL-FRICKING-TERM.

Whooo Hoo, Rah Rah, Yippity do da and and all of that.

This whole full-term business, you know what that means? That means it is time for the baby to come on out. Like right now would be fine. I'll even settle for tomorrow morning. But another three or four or five weeks of this? NO THANK-YOU.

All of you poor souls that were a week, or {GASP} two weeks late with your children, you deserve that medal that some people think you get at the end of childbirth. You know, those of you that don't take drugs and labor and give birth at home with a doula rubbing your temples. YOU CAN HAVE THE METAL. IT'S ALL YOURS. Because there won't be any stinking medal for this fat, contracting mama. Nope, nope, nope. I will make them cut this baby out of me before I am even allowed into the games to compete for the medal. I'll have a sweet, soft baby to cuddle with, what would I want with a metal anyways? 

I'm being slightly over-dramatic here. It is not that bad. Well, it is but really, I can live through it. Or can I? Each day is a different version of that dialog in my head. The day where it is not so bad is promptly followed by a GET THIS BABY OUT OF ME RIGHT NOW day.

I see my OB tomorrow where I plan to tell her that I want to schedule a c-section. And that if the baby decides to come on it's own before then, we'll go for the VBAC. Yes ma'am that is my final answer. Me, the wishy-washy-can-not-make-a-decision-for-the-life-of-me patient is done. D-O-N-E. Let's get this show on the road.

She told me last week that my chances of a successful VBAC are around 30% considering that my septum is totally pushing the baby off to one side and that she "has no idea if my uterus will even contract enough to get me dialated." Follow that up with testing positive for Strep B and having to deal with that during labor. Follow that up with a discussion with someone who labored for EIGHTEEN HOURS TWO WEEKS AFTER HER DUE DATE and still ended up with a repeat c-section. Follow that up with how tired I am and the fact that I have ONE pair of sandals that actually fit on my feet (it is supposed to snow here this weekend) and quite frankly, I don't have the energy. I was tough last time. I did the version. I SO wanted a vaginal delivery. I wanted it so bad that I was depressed for weeks (or was it months?) about things not going my way.

This time I'm doing it on my terms. I will do it on a day where my mom and dad will be here to take care of their granddaughter and to give her lots and lots of extra special attention. On a day where I can wake up rested and ready and go to have a baby and not be rushing to the ER in the middle of the night with toddler in tow. Is it what I've always wanted? No, not really. Am I trying to find the silver lining to make myself feel better? Perhaps. Do I think it is the right thing for me and my family right now at this moment? You bet your ass I do or I wouldn't be doing it.

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This post is also my super secret way of trying to coax the baby to come out on it's own before the big day with the red circle on the calendar. I made up my mind; surely the baby will have other plans, RIGHT? RIGHT, BABY? Reverse psychology works on my first-born, it is bound to work on my second.

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To you MANY people out there that voted on the name choices but I still have no idea who you are: Go make a guess in the ExpectNet game because I'm locking it down tomorrow afternoon. Or leave me a comment and tell me something funny to make me feel better. Like I said last time, you wouldn't want to miss your chance as that would be a travesty of epic proporations.

Comments

[Melissa]

Oh my, you're definitely ready! I hope for your sake that your little one makes his or her presence this weekend! Wouldn't that be nice?!?! Love ya sweets! Hang in there, you're almost done!

[lib]

hang in there...
those last weeks are HARD!

[The Mommy]

Good luck! I fully expected Youngest Boy to come early like his brother (at 37wks+), but no, I had to schedule an induction. Same with Baby Girl, but that was a nightmare and a story for another time.

I was just checking out your ExpectNet Game and I noticed the daddy has not made a guess - or am I missing it? You can let him know I picked Nov. 11th because of him. I figure no guy would ever forget 11/11 as a birthday!

[anne]

Sounds like you have a good plan in place- ordering up the c-section with your OB tomorrow, yet being okay with it if the baby comes earlier. Good luck with the footware issue...maybe you should go out and buy a pair of moon boots:)

[AmandaH]

So there was this mollusk...
That was it. That was my funny to make you feel better, but it probably won't be funny to you until your children are older and you've had to watch Finding Nemo a thousand or so times.
Anyway, Good Luck! Whichever way the baby comes out, our family is sending prayers your way!

[Davina]

So if you calculate an average of all of the expect net guesses, it looks like this baby could be here by next week:) That would be great, but otherwise I would definitely get things scheduled and no matter how it turns out, you'll have a beautiful baby either way, so don't let anything upset you if it doesn't go just perfectly:)

[jenny]

first - congrats on the full term. i'd love for you to hold on for a while longer (november 21 perhaps?) because i want to win that medal when i win the expectnet game. there is a medal right? :)