So last week at my dr appt Dr. Wonderful mentioned that he thinks little guy isn't exactly so little. He did some pushing around and said he thinks little guy is already 7-7.5lbs. Not huge but then Dr. Wonderful did some pushing around on my...ah....naughty bits (for lack of a better word) and also mentioned that he doesn't think I have a very big pelvis. Ut oh. Because I'm not progressing yet he's not ready to talk induction and said "everyone gets a shot at labor." which freaked me the he!! out! This pregnancy sure has been a ride and I had sincerely hoped at least this part would be, dare I say, somewhat easy or "normal". No one wants a c-section, well maybe some women do but I'm not among them. I spent that evening with V doing most things we could think of to get little guy to make some down-ward progress including talking to him about it. The next morning I was so mad at myself for that. After all the early scares we had about losing little guy (before we knew he was indeed a guy) now I'm trying to get him to come before he's ready?! WTF self, wtf!? Needless to say today I've changed my attitude. I'm in disbelief we've even made it this far, that in no more than no two weeks, by whatever means necessary, I'll have a healthy baby boy in my arms. I really need to be way more thankful that my body has done such a great job of keeping him in there and baking him. So what if he's a bit bigger! I'll figure out how to heal and deal with a c-section, it doesn't make me less of a woman or mother!
Sorry that was a bit rambly, nothing unusual for me, just needed to get that out. Happy Saturday Peeps!