Evianbaby lovely that the scan showed things were fine. Like you, we were expecting I was further on than the scan showed, but hey. All's good and our bodies don't always go with the textbook.
I think about VBAC all the time! I had EMCS first baby who got stuck during 3 days of induction at 42 weeks. Tried for VBAC with second baby but nowt happened by 41 weeks and he was stuck anyway so had an elective(3 burly surgeons, a pair of forceps and lots of laughing - I kid you not!). This time, my consultant had pretty much said it's an elective but I am toying with VBA2C. Depending which web sites you go on, you'll get different opinions and evidence about the risks. I've done a lot of reading about my own circumstances and it's not impossible for it to work out, but some of the odds are stacked against.
A lot depends on how things progress for me. My other 2 kids both had anterior placentas and were laid back to back with heads up. So hells bells, never gonna come out the size they were! If this one is laid in a good position, who knows - hence I'm on all fours a lot already (good for getting babies in good positions!) and sitting with hips higher than knees. Some would say I'm obsessed.... I think it's worth a shot, but I'm not sure I have the emotional energy to raise hell to get the chance - just getting through each day and giving DD and DS a happy home is taking up all my reserves currently. In a selfish way, just getting a baby in my arms at the end of 9 months is my goal, no matter how s/he gets here.
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Spilt isn't that why they put toilet roll holders at that specific height? Put your head on it and ZZZZZZZ
Coraltoes I have been told I am insane going for baby #3 after previous experiences with sickness but there are such things as "happy accidents" I keep telling DH to keep away from me on Bank Holidays with the bottle of nice wine.... So sorry you are feeling so crap.
Yesterday was a rubbish day. I ended up shouting at DD who was pestering me to go out to soft play just moments after a bathroom trip. She ended up crying, so I cuddled her, then I ended up crying. Then DS came and hugged us both before shoving his plastic dinosaurs in my ears. I felt like the worst parent in the world All I wanted to do was die quietly on the sofa but bless them, they have no idea. Had to haul my carcass up the stairs, get dressed and take them out. Every night, I'm about ready to drop by the time I get them to bed. So knackered I feel like weeping - poor DH gets a very raw deal at the moment.
Today, had to get them both to nursery, rush back to embrace the loo. But at least I have a day to take things at my own pace. As long as the main chores get done, I can keep having a sit down. Feel so sorry for my kids at the moment. They are really not getting the best out of me.
Love to you all