IQ The feelings you have now are real, and based in experiences you're having right now. And whilst you may feel the same for many years (or, even, forever) it's also more than possible your feelings will change over time. Mother Nature wants us to reproduce, and because of that she has a way of handing us some rose-tinted specs some time after the event and as we look back we think 'it was bad, but it wasn't that bad...' and because we're not actually in it anymore we are more our strong, fighting selves who feel able to handle aversity (rather than struggling to get through it). hence we start thinking 'Actually... I think I want to do it again!'
I'm not telling you your ILs or Dh are right, no way. As I said, your feelings are real and need to be acknowledged. But just be open minded enough to know that one day you may feel differently. And leave it there! There is no need to get stress yourself about what may or may not happen in the future. to you.
Leedy I always get The Rage for a day or two before so I can't remember if it was worse! But yay for wtf being over!
wellies I have every faith you won't need to 'give up' because it's going to work out this time.
So! I just got back from the hospital after a consultant appointment which I thought was going to be a massive waste of time. I was wrong! First, the consultant agreed immediately that I ought to be managed better this time, iv antibiotics started before they induce me to avoid what happened with DS2. He also said at 38 weeks, he's prepared to induce (which given DS2 was 9lb 12oz (? GD? I will also asked to be tested this time) will avoid another whopper...). I might, depending on how big the baby is shaping up to be get them to hold out until 39/40. But I went into spontaneous labour with DS2 (first time! Probably his size) at 40+2 so I probably don't have much leeway to hang on and will probably still respond well to prostin as I have done twice before at 39weeks.
So, firstly, I was heard and a tentative plan is shaping up. Bloody relief!
Then... let's find the heartbeat, he says. So I'm expecting a doppler. No, there is a mini scan machine by the bed! It was literally one minute scan, but I saw baby moving about lots and, alive and well. Unexpected, lovely, lovely bonus.
I'm a happy manda today! (despite this cold still kicking me in the ass!)