I was getting anxious about the 2 hour glucose test results, so I called the birth center. I was told that they had just received my test results that day, and were going to look them over and call me back. When they called me back, I was told by one of the woman that worked in the office that I passed the 2 hour test, but I would need to take the 1 hour test over again because the lab I went to did the test "the old way".
I told her I wanted one of the midwives to call me back, because I wanted to discuss this with somebody. I soon received a call from one of the midwives, and she apologized repeatedly, and told me that the lab tech who drew my blood only did so at the end of the test. He was supposed to draw it once when I got there (since I had fasted), drink the nasty stuff, then draw my blood ever hour after that. She told me that given my history, they really need to see all 3 numbers, even if I passed at the 2 hour mark.
Okay. Whatever. I wasn't going to fight. I will take another damn test. At least it will only be another 1 hour -- but this time I have to do the 1 hr after a fast (I loathe fasting... especially while pregnant). So I will do this test Monday and just get it over with.
While on the phone with her I told her I made my final decision on mode of birth. We are going with a scheduled c-section. She told me they of course support my decision 100%, and we should be able to schedule it soon, probably at my appointment next Friday. Just telling her this felt like such a huge relief and a weight lifted off of my shoulders.
A c-section feels so right this time. I am very excited and looking forward to it, so is my family. Since I have always lived so far from everyone else, nobody was ever able to make it to my other births besides my sister Angel, but this time they will all be there (well, the ones I talk to anyway... interesting family dynamics to say the least). We are all really looking forward to it, it's almost like planning a big party -- baby's real first birthday party. It'll also be nice to have Angel know when to come over our house and be with the kids while Jason and I are at the hospital. Honestly, it's nice to be able to know when I will give birth this time around, and not some crazy rush at the last minute. This pregnancy has been stressful enough.
I hope I do get my c-section date next Friday. I cannot wait! Then starts the countdown!
A few days ago I went shopping for coming home outfits. It was so strange to see these clothes and realize one set will be used. It made it seem much more real.
Jason found these really cute receiving blankets too. :)