I remember this day, August 13, 2001, quite clearly. Actually, the evening.
I had a routine OB appointment. I was humongous, strapped to the monitor. I looked like a whale. Eric took a photo for posterity. We had just received our first digital camera and this was the test shot.
Dr. E. proceeded to tell me everything was fine. Yes, everything pregnancy-wise was. But I was a nervous wreck. I had spent the prior 37 weeks and 6 days alternating between fear of never having a living child and denial that I was even pregnant.
I asked Dr. E. about an early delivery. The thought of two more weeks felt like two more years. He uttered magic words, "if you wake up tomorrow and you feel the baby is moving less, call the office and we will get you delivered."
That's all it took. And my journey of grief was ending.
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I am due 9/11--my midwives said I can choose to be induced a week earlier if I want. I worry that getting induced might cause a problem, but if I wait that something might happen. I was due with Lilly last year 5/26, then the ultrasound moved the date up from then to 5/19. She stopped moving 5/30 and I went into labor naturally that night, and had her at 4am 5/31. I'm holding them to the ultrasound date which is nine days earlier than my date this time so a week earlier to me is 9/4. I don't know what to do:(
Hello,
I can't tell you what to do as I'm not a medical professional. I know this is an excruciating time, the waiting and hoping and not believing things will turn out positively.
I had my [living] daughter two weeks early, at 38 weeks and she was full term and healthy.
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