Grumpiness
From the time I was told that I had to take insulin for my gestational diabetes, I was told that the baby would not be allowed to go past his due date. When I was in last Thursday, they seemed to be hedging a bit. Today? Total change of plans.
I was told today that they will not induce now until I am at least a week past my due date. The reason, they say, is that inducements frequently end up in C-sections and they want to avoid that. When I asked if waiting longer and allowing this baby to grow ever larger isn't an equally risky approach, I was reminded that the ultrasound showed the baby at 7 pounds 14 ounces. No, they do not take into consideration that their measurements could be off. No, they do not take into consideration that the baby is still growing. While I'm listing things they don't care about, let me include the following: the fact that I'm about to go insane, the fact that my mom needs to buy a plane ticket, the fact that my blood sugar levels are increasing by the day, the fact that I expected to have my baby in my arms by the 28th.
Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled that they baby is doing well. If he wasn't, they would be more supportive of inducing. I'd much rather be facing a situation where the only thing in danger is my mental state.
I have fetal monitoring on Thursday but I won't have another appointment with Marion until Monday. In the meantime, I'd appreciate it if everyone would send labor vibes my way.