June 03, 2003

Date Certain

Well, the doc walked into the exam room this morning, took one look, and said "darn, you're still pregnant." My blood pressure is fine, my weight is fine, my urine is fine. Baby still feels to be around 7 lbs which is good (and not quite two Tucker units -- doc also pointed out that the shape of baby is much different than the shape of Tucker). I'm just still pregnant. Pregnant with no further progress except the occasional cramping-- still about 1 cm dilated, cervix is softening, but that's about it. Of course, my due date isn't until Friday, and that can be the case right up until I go into full fledged labor, so it doesn't mean all that much.

But what it does mean is that I had some choices to make. The doc's view is that much past one week late, and one isn't helping one's chances of a vaginal birth by waiting things out -- that one's chances of a vaginal birth are actually a little better if you induce around one week late rather than wait. He presented me with two options, based upon when he is scheduled to be in the hospital: induce on Wednesday June 11th, or wait until Friday the 20th, exactly 2 weeks late, with some intensive fetal monitoring in between to make sure baby is cool with going that late.

Even though I don't really want to go down the induction road, I chose the earlier date just so we can all have some certainty in our lives. I go back to the office next Tuesday (if baby doesn't come sooner! Please come sooner!) in the morning for an assessment. If I am looking favorable for induction, he'll send me home with instructions to show up at the hospital bright and early the next day. If not, I'll go to the hospital that night for some pre-induction induction stuff (and hopefully, a good night's rest nonetheless).

I hate to give this child so much pressure at the very outset -- please come on your own between June 8th and June 11th! It feels a little selfish, honestly, and I really hope we don't have to go there. But if we do, well, baby's birthday will still be no later than the 12th. Mark your calendars.

Posted by Dineen at June 3, 2003 10:33 AM

When you say "go back to the office on Tuesday" I presume you mean the doctor's office, not that salt mine that masquerades as a law firm. =)

Posted by: Mike on June 3, 2003 11:02 AM

Yes, I mean the doc's office. My last day at the Firm is Friday no matter what. (Ended up with the a.m. appointment, BTW, because they didn't have a late afternoon appt. after all). The countdown begins.

Posted by: Dineen on June 3, 2003 11:19 AM

Oh, and forgot to mention. Baby OF COURSE kicked the doc when he was trying to get a feel for baby's size. That's my baby!

Posted by: Dineen on June 3, 2003 11:24 AM

Monday's child is fair of face
Tuesday's child is full of grace
Wednesday's child is full of woe
Thursday's child has far to go
Friday's child is loving and giving
Saturday's child works hard for a living
But the child who is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay
Rachel Sturges (1899-1976)
Or conversely:

Monday's child is red and spotty
Tuesday's child wont use the potty
Wednesday's child won't go to bed
Thursday's child will not be fed
Friday's child breaks all his toys
Saturday's child makes an awful noise
And the child that is born on the seventh day
Is a pain in the neck like the rest...OK!
Colin McNaughton

you were a Monday's child and your brother was a Thursday's child.

I am hoping for a Sunday or Monday baby myself! Momma

Posted by: Momma on June 3, 2003 03:37 PM

And baby's Daddy was a Friday child!
Also a good day!

Posted by: Mom on June 4, 2003 04:59 PM

But yes, he did break a whole lot of stuff!
I've never heard the second verse before..

Posted by: Mom on June 4, 2003 05:02 PM

are we there yet?
I'm hungry! ;)

Love Ya!

Posted by: Thursday's Child on June 7, 2003 01:56 AM
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