without your pants.
This is a saying that Alexander and I frequently use. I’m not sure it’s even in the movie, but for some reason we started using that phrase after watching this together.
And I’m continually surprised how true it is. Which brings me to today and my 38 week check-up at the
Apparently, my doc is a closet inducer. (For the purposes of this post induction will mean voluntary induction, i.e., induction for convenience rather than for going over your due date or for health reasons).
My last doctor (or rather team of doctors) was very into induction. But he was upfront about it. Talked about it on the first visit, he did. Then again at the new-baby-university-type class his practice offered. And then again closer to the due date (like when you’re actually inducible).
My current doc, on the other hand, is sneakier. He never mentioned induction until two weeks ago. As you may recall from my post after said visit, nothing was happening. Doc seemed disappointed…
Doc: It won’t be possible to induce yet.
Me: (thinking) I should think not! I’m four weeks out from my due date.
Me: (out loud) Uh-huh.Doc: We’ll check you again in two weeks and see how things look. By the way do you even want an induction?
Me: No. No I don’t.
Doc: Well, we’ll see how you feel when it gets closer to time.
Today, two weeks later, he was happier…
Doc: I wouldn’t be surprised if you don’t make it to your due date.
Me: (thinking) I’m not paying you to say that. In fact, I wish you wouldn’t put thoughts into my head which you can’t possibly be sure of.
Me: (out loud) Uh-huh.Doc: But I think we should still schedule an induction just to be sure you have a spot reserved.
Me: (thinking) I didn’t know birth was a reservation-type event.
Me: (out loud) Oh?[Here I will spare you the (rather redundant) 10 minute plug for scheduling induction Doc gave me.]
Doc: So I’ll go ahead and schedule that induction? You can always cancel it later if you change your mind.
Me: (thinking) Change my mind? I don’t want the induction in the first place. Keeping the appointment would be changing my mind. (sigh) Oh, wait! What’s the point in arguing? I’m not wearing any pants.
Me: (out loud) Uh-huh.Doc: (a little too happily) Okay! I’ll go schedule that. And I’ll see you next week – if not sooner!
Me: (thinking) Yeah, right. Whatever. Now where did I put my pants…
And in case any of you out there are running numbers or like to make predictions, I’m dilated 2 cm and the baby is still a floater (a small piece of good news meaning I don’t yet have to live in the bathroom).
4 comments:
so what's up with scheduling births? isn't that the whole fun, not knowing exactly what day you will be celebrating every year for the rest of their lives? I guess it's so they don't get called out of bed at 2am?
How weird. I am glad my doc was not an inducer!
I didn't know there were doctors like that. You stick to your guns, although you may change you rmind when you get closer... j/k. Have you had two kids before or something? You think you know what you want for your body?
Your actual due date probably conflicts with his vacation to Florida.
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