Wednesday, February 1, 2012

So I just waddled home from the OBs office...

Waddle, waddle. I am officially the size of a hippo.
Not even exaggerating.
Not even in labor, either.
But the nice Dr. has invited me to join him tomorrow morning at 8 a.m. for an induction. I have cordially accepted his invitation. Only to be polite, of course.

And I am rudely considering cancelling our date. Cheeky.
He mentioned that the baby was still "really high." And that his head was measuring about 41.5 weeks. Goodie.
Oh, and I'm not dialated. These are all similar circumstances to Gage's delivery, and frankly, I don't really want to relive that particular experience.
So now I'm not sure what to do... Do I wait another week and wait for my dear little body to realize what it's supposed to do? Or induce before he gets even bigger? So torn...

4 comments:

angie said...

That's a hard one! I felt the same way when they scheduled me for Ivy's induction. Lucky for me she came before it took place :) Good luck, I am sure either way he will be a stunner!

allyson said...

Go for the induction!

Candace and Brian said...

Oh man anxiously awiaitn for your next post. It might have some sweet little pics. Good luck!

angie said...

Dying!! What happened!