Well, I haven't had my c-section yet. I'll know on Sunday if it will be on Monday or Wednesday. Right now I'm 38 weeks and the baby is frank breech and the only way I can get a vaginal delivery is if I go to a private doctor.
Which we can't afford.
So it looks like a c-section. I'm not happy with the descision, but I'm becoming ok with it, resigned to it and for the life of me, I cannot understand why it depresses the hell out of me.
At 37 weeks we attempted an ECV, which obviously failed and since there's only a 10% chance a second version would work, after discussing things with my OB, we opted for a scheduled c-section... which in Israel is considered 'elective'. Regardless of why the woman needs the section or how far along she is.
The trials and tribulations of trying to get the c-section can be read here
The 'crap' I mention at the beginning of the post is in reference to the version
With the descision made, I emailed the various family members and called my mom... then got into the shower and sobbed uncontrolably for 15 minutes. As I said... I don't know why this is upsetting me so much.
I'm 35 years old, married 3 years this August the second time around to a great guy. Went through a bit over a year of fertility treatments (I have PCOS) and we're finally going to have our miracle to hold... and I'm crying because it's a c-section. It shouldn't matter how he is born... all that matters is he be healthy...
Man, I hate hormones...