36 Weeks
Throughout this pregnancy I have been in the unfortunate position that NO ONE can figure out my due date. I have had several different ultrasounds by several different OB’s and none of them can actually give me a good estimate. It isn’t an exact science, I know that much… but I would still like to know when I SHOULD expect our bundle of screaming joy to arrive. Here are the dates I have been given: March 17th, March 23rd, March 27th, April 1st. So Dr. Crownover, my OB, went with April 1st because that gives us more time before the state of Arkansas forces a C-section. Even so, all fetal measurements have been a week or two larger than they were “supposed” to be… so I was under the strong suspicion that April 1st was the wrong date.
The other day I was nesting like a psycho womancleaning out a couple of drawers and I found our old calendar. Turns out that I wrote down that Garrett and I had sex (I wrote it down because I had previously been taking fertility meds) on June 30th. For all you conception gurus out there, it means that IF I conceived on or around that date, then Addison should be born on or around the 23rd of March! Hooray! At least some kind of direction and clarity, right?!
In the mean time, my body is telling me it is full term and I am getting anxious. In a week in a half Addison will be considered medically viable (no complications if she was born)… which is a really bad thing. It is a bad thing because I am notoriously BAD about delaying gratification, especially when I have planned and scheduled and worked so hard for it. Last year I picked tomatoes too early (knowingly) because I decided that I waited long enough for them to do their damn job! Silly aren’t I! I am very patient with children (unless they live inside me) and family and friends (for the most part)… but any projects I have initiated better get themselves DONE by golly or there will be some issues.
So my little in-utero project, Addison, is quickly wearing out her welcome. Janessa, my midwife, is doing the smart thing, reminding me: “Jasmine… all things come in season- she won’t stay in their forever, but let her grow as long as she needs to.” Excuse me Janessa! Do you KNOW who you are talking to…. I want her! I want her NOW! My OB knows this about me. He told me I could be induced when I wanted. I think this is a dangerous idea and I turned it down, but its appeal grows everyday that my hip pops out of place and I almost pee on myself when I sneeze.
Help me friends. Remind me it is okay to wait, that I will make it, and that all things come in season (even though I will most likely ignore you and drink and ungodly amount of Castor oil).
Hmmmm…. I’m not sure I’m much better than you are when it comes to waiting. If I decide that there’s something I NEED to buy, I’m already out the door and in the car before my brain fully registers where I have to go to get it. I’m due on June 15th. Is it too early to start stocking up on Castor Oil…?!
ok this pregnancy stuff is starting to scare me… i want kids but not by going through this hell! hahaha
hip popping out of place??? so i guess i just wont let the baby get too fat while it is inside me and make up for it once its born.. i want a baby with little fat rolls that i can kiss all day haha
well chicken, hope that it is soon and that you have a wonderful safe and healthy delivery!
im sure it will all be fine. I have seen many preggers women who in their final month seem to go crazy and only want their little bundle of disturbance out. i can only imagine hehe.
I’ve never been pregnant, but I can only imagine the excitement and anticipation you must be feeling. Just keep reminding yourself that she NEEDS to be in there as long as possible. The longer it takes, the better chances of her being born perfect and healthy.
Ahhh… Yes, one needs to have a date to cling to. At the end of my preg, they changed the due date to two days later than the one i’d been told throughout the pregnanct. I ignored their new estimation, and the sprog was born on the original due date!
Wait. The state of Arkansas’s going to come in, say you’re passed the expiration date, and slice you open on some arbitrary date??? Grr! That’s the kind of thing that gets my crunchy panties all cracked.
I know you’re tired of being pregnant. Trust me, I was 36 weeks, it was blistering hot outside, and I felt like I swallowed a beach ball. Hang tight because Addison will be 3 months old if you blink.
Pitocin is bad. Pitocin is very, very bad. Pitocin contractions feel like the most miserable contractions ever. Natural labor (after having had a Pitocin induced labor) makes you question if it’s really labor.
Yes. I had pitocin with my first labor (check the homebirth story part 1) … it as an evil evil bitch- one whom I never want to meet again!
Pretty much anyway in the united states if your doctor or midwife give you a due date and you haven’t delieveried within 2-3 weeks they can get their medical license revoked if they don’t admit you for C-section… it is something about the safety of the baby, yada yada yada….
One of my best friends says Sprog too… but she is from North Africa- I love that word!
I supposed telling you to take deep breaths wouldn’t help even a little bit but give it a try.
They might need to recommend a c-section, but you don’t have to go along with it. You have the right to refuse a procedure under the Patients’ Bill of Rights. Once you are a month to your due date, you also have a very good loop hole — they can’t drop you from care. It would be illegal for them to drop you from care. As a twice c-sectioned momma, I have to say you should avoid one as best as you can. Obviously, there are legit medicine reasons for one, but passing an arbitrary date isn’t one of them.
I know, I’m a bit of a hippy in this regard, but I know from experience that a c-section and the healing afterward are not fun or conducive to bonding with and caring for a newborn — especially with an older child around. I recommend checking out the ICAN website. You definitely have a choice in the matter, and I think you’re a good mom who can make a good choice for her and her baby. You can do this. =)
Hey Jazz, how could you have sex on June 31st? (Remember 30 days hath September, April, June and November?) LOL!
Ha! It was the last day in June the 30th- that was a typo
thanks though! I am so awesome I have sex on days that aren’t days.