Come out Come out Wherever you are...

So, when is this baby girl going to be born? She was due on August 13th. She's still inside, and running out of room (trust me, I can feel it!).

• After 2 nights of Italian and 1 night of spicy Mexican? Nope
• After our 3 mile walk on Saturday to hopefully get things moving? Nope
• After my 40 minute walk around our neighborhood Monday night? Nope
• At the Enrichment night that I was in charge of planning but had no intention of being at because the baby was due before then? Nope, that happened last night--and it was AWESOME!
• During the relaxing Yoga Class last night? Nope.
• After going to the zoo today with my kids and friends? Nope, though I give myself a LOT of credit for being brave enough to go a) so far in the car and b) with so much walking and c) with such an involved activity with the kids--i.e. lifting, chasing, etc.
• Fine. Castor Oil, here I come.....YEAH RIGHT!!!

So it looks like this sweet baby girl WILL be born on Friday, at 3:00, via C-Section.

So why a C-Section?

We've patiently waited and tried everything for a VBAC, but have always only wanted what would be the best for my body and the baby. We've run out of time and options. And besides, it feels like she's trying to claw through my belly button.

Otherwise:

Is it because I'm sick of waiting? Absolutely NOT! Don't you think I realize it's easier to take care of 3 kids if one of them is inside and not crying or needing to be changed or fed?

Is it because the Dr.s are sick of waiting? No. It has been impressive for me to even find a practice that would CONSIDER a VBAC for a patient with 2 previous emergency C-Sections. They have been supportive as long as both I and the baby were healthy. They even allowed me to go past my due date, which is generally unheard of in the C-Section/VBAC world.

Is it because the Dr.s are concerned about their risks/liability? No.

As far as we know, it's because I was born with a glitch. Where I saw my 2 past Emergency C-Sections as 2 unrelated events, these doctors have been able to review my medical history and see a pattern I was unable to see. So bottom-line, my body just can not deliver babies the normal way. We've waited it out, giving my body any opportunity to prove me wrong, but now it's time to move on. I accept it. I feel fine about it. I wish I didn't have to go through the recovery of this intense surgery. I wish I could experience what our bodies were meant to experience. But I must admit, something is exciting about not having to go through labor this time...

...I say that, and watch...I'll go into labor tonight. Wouldn't I be swallowing all my words at that point.