Today I am five days "overdue".
I've been down this road before. I know the people in this neighborhood, so to speak. Being as familiar as I am with being past the 40 week mark, I am both (more than) ready to meet this fourth baby and reconciled to that meeting happening later rather than sooner. I am not one to resort to induction. I've been induced, and I've gone into labor on my own. I'd *much* rather go the latter route. It makes for a much better experience for both mama and baby, since it's more in keeping with the body's natural rhythm and (for me, anyway) far more manageable, both mentally and physically. With an induction, Pitocin (the drug administered to bring on contractions) is in charge. In spontaneous labor, the mama is.
"Spontaneous" is probably not a word my loved ones would use to describe me.
This is why I was so surprised to go into labor on my own with the lass after having the lads by (reluctant) way of Pitocin (used to "augment" labor with the elder lad and induce it with the younger). After the vastly different, far better experience that third labor was, I've been committed to doing what I can to replicate it this fourth time and avoid induction.
This is not to say I will refuse induction warranted by medical necessity. I'm just not in a hurry to schedule one to "get it over with," knowing as I do the difference in the journeys and preferring the more natural one. Fortunately, my OB is of similar mind in this regard, which is one of the reasons I like her.
So while there is no one who is more
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