No Longer a Prego

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Location: Escondido, California, United States

-married -have 2 puppies (Oni and Raven) -25 yrs old -full-time student, full-time banker, full-time mommy

Saturday, November 05, 2005

She's Just As Stubborn As Us

This past Tuesday we had our regular Dr's appointment. I was really excited that day because we all thought that the baby had started to drop. So I was thinking that we were getting really close to labor time. So our doctor comes in and does her normal thing. I asked her if the baby had definitely started to drop. The answer: No. Obviously my little bubble of excitement was busted. Actually, fear and panic started to take over. Two weeks ago I asked our doctor what would happen if she didn't drop. She told me I'd probably have to have a C-section. So I started worrying that I would have to have a C-section and honestly I'm still freaking out about it. I don't want a C-section!!!!! Why? It's simple.
  • It's SURGERY. I've had 3 already and I don't want another.
  • You're awake while they do it. How creepy is that?!
  • One word...EPIDURAL. I watched my mom get one and I saw how big that needle is.
  • You don't get to participate in the birth of your baby. So important to me.
  • It's better for the baby in the long run. That's my Human Development mode kicking in.
  • Recovery time is generally longer.
  • It's SURGERY!

I know it may seem that I'm overreacting especially to women who have had C-sections but this is my first baby and obviously I'm nervous. I'm not even nervous about having a natural childbirth. I pretty much know what to expect. With a C-section, I don't know what to expect. I know the procedure and that's it. Last night I woke up to go to the bathroom and I couldn't go back to sleep because I kept thinking about stupid C-sections. Don't get me wrong though. If I have to have one then I'll have one. What ever it takes to have this baby and for her to be healthy. And thanks, Em. I believe you have jinxed me. Mina obviously doesn't want to come out. She's comfortable and stubborn. So instead of Emily's mantra of "twins, twins, twins, split, split, split." I say, "drop, drop, drop, listen to your mommy and drop."