Imported from Vox
I've never really considered myself to be the (excuse the term) "crunchy hippie" type, but lately it just seems like I keep having experiences that make it look that way.
I'm currently 33 weeks along and my belly is big. I mean it'sreally big, but that's normal for me. Both my kids have been over eight pounds at birth. Also, I'm short; there's just no place for my belly to expand except out. I look pretty uncomfortable, and well, Iam pretty uncomfortable.
So, kind of out of the blue today my midwife suggests that I can schedule an induction at 38 weeks if I'm really uncomfortable. Uncomfortable!? It's pregnancy, of course it's uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as having a baby too early. I know 38 weeks is technically term, but I trust my body to know better than me or the doctor if everything is done cooking (so to speak). It just felt so weird me telling the medical professional that "No, I'm ok waiting until I go into labor naturally." I mean, it's one thing to schedule an induction if there's a compelling medical reason, but I hardly see being uncomfortable as compelling. I've been blessed to be able to have both my kids vaginally (sorry to pull out the v-word, guys) without having to be induced. It makes me nervous to do anything that would possibly interfere with that track record.
I don't mean to paint an overly negative picture of the practice or this midwife. I've actually been very happy there and with her, but this was just a weird experience for me.
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