Went for my 36th week check-up yesterday and baby's still breeched.
Doc checked the space and waters surrounding her and said there isn't much left to help her engage. But she gave me one week.
If baby has not turned by the time I go for my 37th week check-up, then she will have to schedule me in for a c-section.
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I.DO.NOT.WANT.TO.BE.CUT.OPEN!!!!
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I never even prepared myself mentally to go through a c-section.
I've always told myself that I will have a natural delivery and that there was no need for me to be sliced open.
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But I guess the baby made the decision for me.
It's either because she knows I have a narrow uterus and she won't be able to make the journey through.
Or she's just too comfortable to turn.
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Sigh...
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I'm afraid of the healing process.
I hate the fact that FattyHubby won't be able to come into the OT with me.
I can't believe that FattyHubby and I cannot experience the birth of our first child together.
I feel that I've let FattyHubby down by not being able to have a natural birth.
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Sigh....
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But then again, as long as the baby comes out from this whole thing safely, who am I to complain.
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Sometimes. Life sucks. Like that.
