My little guy(!) is here now - he actually arrived in the wee hours of Monday morning, at 37w3d. I will at some point write down the whole story longform, but for now, the TL:DR version is:
I was planning an unmedicated home birth, but Sunday evening out of nowhere I passed a gelatinous blood clot roughly 3" in diameter, along with some light bleeding. Called my midwife, who suggested that I have it checked out in the hospital triage, since she agreed with me that it didn't really sound like a typical mucus plug sort of occurrence. Went to triage, where I was still bleeding lightly (nothing that would fill up a pad) for the next couple of hours, but baby's vitals were good on the monitor. I was contracting somewhat but not in active labor or anything. However, when the nurses laid me back to do a cervical check, I felt a huge gush of blood, and everything started moving a lot quicker. They confirmed a diagnosis of placental abruption (this means the placenta had started to pull away from the wall of the uterus), and after brief discussion, we all agreed that a non-emergent cesarian while baby's vitals were reassuring was the best course of action. So this is how I found myself in an OR at 2:04 AM having a repeat cesarian.
Giles is in good health, however - a little small due to his early delivery, at 6 lbs 7 oz and 19" long. He was quite angry to be wrested from his warm home. My surgery went pretty smoothly, though my hemoglobin levels dropped incredibly over the course of the next 24 hours and I had a couple of blood transfusions and am still quite anemic. Needless to say, it was not quite the delivery I had planned, but I feel contented with the way all of my care practitioners handled the curve balls we were thrown, and I do feel like we made good choices under the circumstances. We came home with my guy last night, and are settling into home life with the help of some amazing friends who realize how overwhelming this week has been.
Okay, I'm really bad at TL:DR. I'm sorry. I'll make up for it with a photo!