EXACTLY. That’s my fear! That’s why I just downed another castor oil shake (shudder).
In reality: since my water broke, the clock is literally ticking. The baby is at an ever increasing risk of infection without the membrane intact to protect it, so going past tomorrow really isn’t an option, no matter what has to be done to make it happen. We don’t know what the hold up on labor is, it could be any number of things, some of which would not resolve themselves with any of the treatments that the midwife has me doing.
So the plan is castor oil and herbs tonight, which, if it works, will result in the home birth we planned on. If it doesn’t, hospital with pitocin tomorrow with midwife care, which will result in a birth - not what I planned, but such is life. If THAT doesn’t work, this will end in a c-section, probably by tomorrow evening, with me knowing that I have truly done every single thing I could, and this is the route the baby needed to make a safe entrance into this world, whether we ever know why or not. The why’s of this are those things that won’t resolve themselves no matter what I do.
And to make this marathon a bit more fitness related: I saw a hidden Rogue Fitness box in my house yesterday! Christmas present? Definitely. For me? Yet unknown….
Baby watch 2013: there still isn’t one.
Eventful, but ultimately uneventful night, so I am currently going through another regimen of herbs, stretches, lunges, stairs, etc and another round of the devil known as Castor oil to try and get labor going tonight. If we aren’t successful again, I have to go to the hospital tomorrow morning to get a hit of pitocin because with the bag of waters already broken, the clock is really ticking before the risk of infection to the baby rises.
Send strong contraction vibes. I want to get this show on the road!
Strawberry and Castor Oil Smoothie.
Tonight will be eventful for one reason or another, that’s for sure.
Water broke late last night, but no contractions yet….STILL.
Midwife just came and checked everything out, and all looks good. It’s just a waiting game for labor to start now so I have a list of things to do, eat, and drink between now and baby time.
Of course we are also under a winter storm warning. Obviously. But we are only expecting 5 inches or less, which ranks in “inconvenient but not SNOWPOCOLYPSE NOW” territory, since this is Wisconsin. Still, it means the midwife will be that much slower while I’m, as Fu so eloquently put it, pooping out a baby. Which I hope happens soon.
We recently got a smart tv, and tonight we showed my husband how to access YouTube on the TV.
My husband has never been on YouTube before. He’s a technology dinosaur.
Watching him stumble down the various YouTube rabbit holes is equal parts entertaining and disturbing. Seeing where he goes is exposing me to parts of his brain that I maybe don’t want to be exposed to……
Pretty sure this video stars the infamous Max!
Also, just did a round of Bring Sally Up, Bring Sally Down back squats to try and get this labor rolling before tomorrow’s winter storm warning kicks in….
The requirements of Dairy Queen Strawberry Sundae have been met, the offering is being made.
Is it still Breaking and Entering if I’m really pregnant and desperate and it’s for a REALLY good cause??
Will Dairy Queen throw me in jail, Tridad?
-Washed, dried, and folded every piece of laundry I can find
-Vacuumed the entire main floor of the house
-Done about 100 squats
-Bounced my butt on a yoga ball for an hour
-Drank 3 cups of raspberry leaf tea
-Put out more holiday decorations
-Cleaned out the fireplace
-Brought in a few loads of firewood
-Started a great fire
-Re-vacuumed most of the main floor
-Contemplated the dreaded Castor oil
-Told the baby repeatedly that today is Eviction Day, Birthday, Time to Come Out Day, etc
-NOT GONE INTO LABOR.
Headed to the mall to waddle some laps in a bit, because this is the never-ending pregnancy. If you have ever had a baby that weighed nearly 10 pounds, which I have TWICE, you would understand why every single day past the due date freaks me out. I really don’t want to try and birth Shaq, but it looks like that’s about where we’re at.