Thursday, December 13, 2012

A Baby Story - 39 weeks - Induction

     Today we are officially 39 weeks and 1 day along in this pregnancy.  Last week, the doctor had mentioned that she could not schedule an induction on my actual due date, the 19th, but any other day that week was fine. She was ready to get that baby out! I told her I was ready and anytime after final exam week was perfect for us. We didn't narrow down anything specific and she sent me on my way, promising to check the hospital's schedule to see what would work best.
     This past Tuesday, I went in for my very last prenatal appointment, and after she had checked his heart rate, measured my belly with the tape, and checked my cervix (about 3 cm dilated), she said, "Ok so you've been pregnant your last Monday! How does that feel? Do you have any questions for me about next week?"
     "Um...go over everything with me..."
     "I've got you coming in at 4 am, we'll start your IV and you can go back to sleep -- teasing! As if you could do that! Then I'll come in sometime between 7 and 8 to break your water and we'll have a baby that afternoon." At this point I'm starting to freak out a little bit. Without really requesting it, I had scored myself an appointment to be induced THIS MONDAY. Our baby boy will be here on the 17th whether he likes it or not!
     So I said, with ultrasound goo on my belly and my feet in stirrups, "Are you sure he's ready?"
     "Of course! You've got a wonderful cervix," Um...thank you? "I don't recommend a 39 week induction to just everybody, but your body is so favorable and everything has been progressing so smoothly. You'll be two days away from your due date, so baby's lungs and brain will be fully developed and ready for the world. At this point, you fall in a category with less than 10% chance of anything going differently than what we have planned. I can't guarantee that you won't fall in that 10%, but I'm willing to recommend we take this route. We may get there and he's just too big and we have to go another route, but I'm prepared for that. I'm ready, you're ready, he's ready. Let's do it!"
     I was starting to feel better about this with every word, so I asked, "I've heard from some people that induction and Pitocin will stress the baby out and cause problems."
     "Not any more than natural labor is going to do. Once we get in there and break that water, baby has less of a protective barrier cushioning him from the contractions. Things will get more intense then, but if he was going to have problems, he would start having them either way. Sometimes we see a drop in heart rate or the placenta can't provide enough oxygen, and that's when I'd have to intervene with a c-section, but those are things than can and do happen to many people with a natural, non-induced labor. I've monitored contractions with Pitocin and without, and Pitocin isn't always the cause of baby's stress."
     I really started to get excited then. I have been in so much pain for the last few weeks with contractions, softening hips and pelvis, baby sitting on my nerves, feet in my ribs, and 32 extra pounds on the front of my body. I'm finally going to be done and I finally get to see my baby boy! As I left the office, it gave me such great joy to tell the familiar receptionist, I don't need an appointment for next week. We're having a baby! I sent Dillon a text (he was at work), called my mom, texted my in-laws, and updated Facebook.
     Since then, we have each taken four exams; cleaned out both cars; done our last grocery shopping; done most of our laundry; packed Mommy's hospital bag; installed the car seat base in Daddy's truck; spent the last $30 on our University Dining Dollar ticket on 24 cans of soda, BBQ sauce, soy sauce, bacon, Doritos, and a Snicker's bar; returned our rented books and received $7 for two books we had bought (a ridiculous rip-off as usual); paid a parking ticket hours before the fine doubled for late-payment; made arrangements for our parents to stay in a few of the executive suites at our apartment complex; and I've been working diligently to clean the house.

     On December 17, 2012 I will officially be a Mommy and I couldn't be happier. I know everyone is so ready to meet this baby boy and start a new adventure as a parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle, cousin, friend, or 'family' member. It's almost time, Roman Keith! You're about to receive more love than you know what to do with!

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