A lesson in patience...

Yesterday's OB appt was not what I was hoping for. I was sure that there had to have been some progress over the week and I was ready to have my membranes stripped to try to bring on labor. Sadly I was still only 1 cm dilated, which meant the cervix was too closed to try stripping the membranes. We heard M2's heart beat, and the doctor sent us on our way and said he'll see us next Friday.

I had slept horribly the night before, which meant that I was already tired and sensitive, and I almost started crying when we left the doctors office. I went into work only to deal with a lot of problem people. I ended up going home early to take a nap and sulk (and bake cookies). Today I woke up feeling a lot better, and despite my frustration that this baby is on a different timeline than me, I had a great day and I have felt pretty content that she just needs more time.

My game plan is to try to enjoy the week and not stress too much about the fact that I am ready to meet M2 (even Mr.P is super anxious to meet her and hold her). I'm putting myself in the mindset that she probably won't come this week, so that way if she does come over the next 6 days, it will be a pleasant surprise. If we make it to the OB appt on Friday, the plan is to schedule an induction for early in the following week (preferrably right as I would hit the 41 week mark). The OB already advised that sometimes inductions can go badly and lead to a higher chance of C-section than a natural labor. However, I feel like the longer she stays in, the bigger M2 will get which can also lead to an increased risk of a C-section because she could get to be too big to pass through my pelvis. If I get to nearly 41 weeks I'd rather take the chance with an induction.

So aside from dodging phone calls, emails and txts asking, "are you in labor yet?" I had a nice relaxing day.