We have finally scheduled a date, Nov. 28. It is nice to know there is an end in sight, as the awful heartburn has returned and I am exhausted, however it has also caused me to begin panicking. School is very hectic, as we prepare from a visit from the Palmetto's Finest committee (a visit is an honor in and of itself), have 2nd grade testing, Veteran's Day, American Education Week, and of course the upcoming holidays.
Daily I am questioning my decision to schedule our date a week later than the doc recommends. I want so badly to let nature plan babys arrival and not have it controlled by humans, but at the same time I don't want to do anything to place myself or the baby in a place of risk. For every good story you find about VBAC, there is one not successful story. I'd rather avoid surgery again but it is not in my hands. Everything happens for a reason, His reasons, and I need to just place it all in his hands. Much easier to say then do, praying daily for the strength and confidence to do so.
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