I am up eating my last meal, as we decided to have a c-section at 5 pm this afternoon. Mac looks great, however I haven't had any cervical change in the last three weeks, mostly due to the fact he is not always staying head down. He was transverse during the ultrasound. Little stinker. His cheeks are getting quite chubby. He isn't looking over all too chubby, but we are nervous the ultra sound isn't truly accounting for his size with how big Fara was. Dr. K is concerned that the gestational diabetes is growing a tired placenta. It is starting to age visibly.
She let Mr. Workin' and I make the decision, but given all the factors, the c-sec seems like one of the best options. I have some anxiety about laboring for 15 hours to find out he is huge and having to have a section anyway. So, we decided if we are headed down a path to eviction, I would rather get as many days of recovery in this week as possible.
I have the full range of emotions about our choice about every 45 seconds. Like most parenting decisions we just have to make the best of the info we have and pull the trigger.
The plan as of now...Mr. Workin' and I are to report to labor and delivery at 3 pm and are scheduled in the OR at 5 pm. I will be pretty out of it for the rest of the evening, so we are waiting until Wednesday morning to introduce the kiddos to Mac. Ella and Fara will miss school Wednesday morning and Wyeth will go will to school a bit later that morning.
It will always be hard to elect for a c-section, but emotionally I am at the end of what I can deal with. Mr. Workin' and I feel good about reaching this point after the last 8 week roller coaster. We are blessed to have made it this far, and have the support of my mom being here and you and our wonderful friends. I am looking forward to being back on my feet by Valentine's Day.
Ack!!! I am going to be holding my baby is 12 hours!!!! Yahoo!!
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