So in short I am scheduled to be induced on Thursday**! Which means not even 2 days to go. Unless it drags on, baby’s birthday will be May 1st which is the same as Tim McGraw’s. If it does take forever and he comes out May 2nd then he will share a birthday with David Beckham. Guess who is cheering for that to happen? Yes, I did threaten to not allow G in the delivery room if that was his goal (haha). I pointed out that since DB was born in a different time zone it probably works out to be May 1st here, so cosmically it’s all the same.
Right. Anyways. The long story is: I went in for my appointment last week, and my doc was finally back in town and able to weigh in (haha, so punny today!) on the whole gargantuan baby ultrasound thing. My doc said his size estimate was probably more accurate than the ultrasound and he felt baby would be, or already is, 7.5- 8 lbs. (The ultrasound said baby weighed that much several weeks ago*.) He kept saying over and over again that I am not large and 8.5 lbs is probably my absolute upper limit if I want him to come out the old fashioned way. So although last time he assured me “nature wouldn’t give me a baby I couldn’t push out,” he seems to have backtracked somewhat to add, “well except THAT baby, good lord.”
So he asked if I wanted to be induced and I sort of hemmed and hawed. I rambled about how I wanted the baby to be ready, I don’t want to up my c-section chances, I’ve seen the Ricki Lake documentary, and aren’t we not supposed to do that for size etc etc. But my doc who is super anti-intervention and generally unshakeable and incredibly laid back didn’t really drop it. In the end I said I would think about it and he said, “Well ok then I will go ahead and schedule it.” G and I discussed it and upon reliving the conversation realized how not gently he was suggesting it. So we are going for it! Plus, I am an anal planner, so as soon as I had a date in mind it all felt great and I immediately built a schedule of all of the things we could do before d-day.
*It will be funny when this kid comes out weighing 6 lbs and with a pea head. I think really no one has any idea.
**It will not be in the least bit funny when they push back the induction date because they have no available beds and I sob uncontrollably.