Did you know that the word DISASTER comes from DIS and ASTER (meaning star) and therefore is Latin for ill-starred event? It makes a lot of sense bc the ancient people used to look to the stars for their fate.
This applies to me right now bc none of my stars are aligned. Of course I've also been looking to God for my fate, but if He's talking to me I sure can't hear Him.
Sigh... As you can tell my 40 week checkup tonight on baby #3 didn't go so well. The two doctors in the practice are married and on vacation for 9 days. That leaves the two midwives and one doc who only works at the Rossford practice to deliver this kid between now and Monday, July 7th... which would be five days past my due date. The midwife on call tomorrow is the one I saw tonight and she is ALWAYS running late. If she were to deliver this kid, she would probably not even make it on time. At appointments she is usually 30 mins behind, but tonight I waited a solid HOUR for her. She was apologetic, but not overly and by then I was fuming anyway so it didn't matter.
Turns out I was 1.5-2 centimeters after having been "fingertip to 1" at the past 3 checks, so I guess that's SOME kind of progress, but nothing too encouraging.
The entire appointment was rushed and I was emotional, so nothing was accomplished. No membranes were scraped, no appointments were made (for either induction or a 41 week office check), and absolutely nothing was decided. Instead, I started crying and told her I'd call the office tomorrow after talking to my husband and my in-laws who have volunteered to watch the kids, but are going on vacation sometime soon. Of course it's the holiday weekend, so the timing couldn't be worse... No one is home, no one is available to help, most people aren't even going to be able to visit me in the hospital, every freaking road is out around us for construction PLUS many roads will be shut down over the next three days due to local fireworks, it's quite likely a stranger will deliver this child, I'll likely be forced into having joint bday parties for Landon and this kid forever, and if the baby is born on the 4th I'll never be able to send him or her a card on the actual bday ... Ugggg, I know many of these things are trivial to you but for me it's a total mess.
Now I have to either be patient for my body to evict this baby OR play God and choose when he or she will be born. I dislike both options, especially when I have to factor in so many other people's plans and lives when I think of the possibility of scheduling an induction. Everyone is busy, so there just isn't a good time. I suppose this is why I'm currently under the mindset of waiting it out and letting my body decide. However, with William and Landon once I set up my induction times I went naturally, so maybe that's the boost my body needs.
Earlier I said this whole thing was a total mess. Let me rephrase that - I meant DISASTER. At least as far as logistics go.
All I can do is remind myself that what really matters is that we have a healthy baby. Better yet, a baby healthier than William and Landon, who were relatively healthy themselves although there were plenty of tongue-tied/jaundice/bili blanket/nursing issues with Will and a plethora of poop/rash/puking/nursing/allergy problems with Landon. Maybe, just maybe, this baby will be clear of any minor issues.
That would seriously be amazing. I'll just focus on that vibe for now. The rest of the logistical stuff can just work itself out.
Ok, I feel... SLIGHTLY... better. I just needed to rant for a minute. Thanks for listening. And if you are a praying person, I would appreciate prayers for patience, understanding, and clarity in this chaos.
