Just been to the hospital, for what we thought was our final scan. Had been told that, due to PFB laying transverse and large-in-size-and-number fibroids, a c-section was almost inevitable - at 37+6 (@27th Nov).
Get there today (am 32 weeks) - no scan booked (was looking forward to seeing him again) and told that, actually we don't know why you're here, come back at 37 weeks.
DP asked WTF was going on and managed to get a better explanation: baby may still turn, fibroids may not be too much of a problem, we shouldn't have been told to come back today, that a decision won't be made 'til later. Doc also said that "a junior doctor shouldn't have seen you, next time it will be the senior registrar."
I know that I should be happy: I'm 36 and this is likely to be our only child & I'd wanted to 'go natural' (with all the drugs, natch), my fibroids may not be as bad as initially stated and baby may well be closer to full term. For some reason, though, I feel a bit miserable.
I'd based my mat leave on having c-section end Nov but my actual due date was 13 Dec. I commute daily: 2hrs each way. I wonder if the thought of a few more weeks of that has put me in a slump?? Oh, and we didn't get to see him
. Oh, boot me up the 'arris and tell me just to be happy that I'm having a baby - I've just talked myself into telling myself that IABU!