Okay, so I'm not the type to have a "birth plan" or anything, but I was really hoping to be able to have a natural delivery. No induction, no c-section, and no drugs.
A few months ago, my diabetes educator mentioned that I wouldn't be able to go past my due date without intervention because of the aging placenta. At the time it freaked me out, and I think I convinced myself that it wouldn't come to that.
Today I saw my OB and brought this up. He's great about answering my questions but he always waits for me to initiate the asking so this was the first mention of delivery with him. He definitely said I'd be looking at 39 weeks, induction or c-section, depending on how baby is measuring and positioned.
So unless I go into labor on my own before then, there's no way I'll get the birth experience I was hoping for. And I know that's still a possibility, but I know FTMs often go past their due dates. I'm trying to prepare myself for these very real possibilities, but I really hate it.
So I go to my sister for support. She's had 3 c-sections, tried for VBAC twice with no success. She's still very much against intervention, so she tried to convince me to fight it. I'm not fighting it. I know nobody can force me to go to the hospital at 39 weeks, but this is the health of my baby! Whatever organization might not recommend delivery at 39 weeks, but I'm a high risk case, and I trust my doctors.
What makes it worse is that BF is scheduled for back surgery next week, when I'll be 31w4d. He has a 6 week recovery period with serious restrictions, and that's cutting it close. If his recovery goes well, we should be okay, but I don't want him to overdo it so soon after surgery if I have to recover from a c-section. My mom should be able to help out as needed, but I want to keep her involvement at a minimum for a number of reasons. She's a very brittle type 1 diabetic and she's been having a lot of serious highs and lows lately. I just don't feel like I can completely trust her with my baby.
Anyways, I guess I'm just looking for some support, that everything will all be okay, and maybe some tips to help me come to terms with
my fate. I know it's not the end of the world, and the only important thing is the health of my baby, but it's still scary.