The Decision

We got the news that we will be delivering via c-section. Lil Miss Sprout is as stubborn as can be and will not turn, she is frank breech. On April 2nd, 2010 at 8am I have an operating room booked with my name on it. I have spent much of this week coming to terms with having surgery and accepting that again I will not have the birth experienced I had hoped for.

The decision to book a c-section was not a welcome one in our home. We have known she is breech for a few weeks and have tried a variety of techniques to get her to turn; hips higher than my head, flash light at the bottom of my belly, Dh/daddy reading to her from below, acupuncture/moxibustion and the power of thought. The only other option was ECV, which is turning her from outside which comes with many risks and discomforts to both Sprout and myself.

Day by day I have come to gradually accept this is our fate and the safest way to welcome our daughter into the world. Thank you to everyone who has helped me come to terms with this decision.

With a date set the reality that we are going to have a baby (hopefully) is becoming more real. With this reality comes a list a mile long of household chores, which explains why I have not been posting very much lately. So if I am not around you can guess that I am finishing off projects that were left incomplete from a year where we had very little motivation and energy to face much of anything.

Slow the brain down!

It has started; my brain is taking off at full speed. It wakes me with lists of everything I need to do before baby comes.  House work, baby prep, meals, ect…

My question is how am I supposed to work at my career when it (brain) is so occupied with life at home?  I have taken a month off work to look after all the details and I know I have plenty of time but silly brain thinks it is running out of time!