Urgh.

So much going through my mind, so it'll be a bulleted post (like you wouldn't figure that out all one your own).

* A few corrections/misconceptions I wanted to clarify
~ I am not scared/worried/whatever of a c-section. I just would rather not have to recover from surgery when having a newborn. Simple as that. So if it can be avoided, yes, I'd like to take that option.
~ In regards to inductions - I'm simply against women inducing for their comfort or schedules. If the baby isn't ready, the baby isn't ready. I just read a message from someone on the 3rd tri board who induced at 37 weeks and her baby is in NICU, which proves my point. Most babies are ready, but some aren't, so why chance it? It just pisses me off when I see girls taking herbs and castor oil because their back hurts and they are done.
~ I am ~not~ against inductions when the baby's or mother's health is the reason. I would love to avoid one or push it to last minute because in MY history, my induction with my first sucked huge fucking monkey assholes. My body was NOT ready. I was not effaced. I was not dilated. So it was a tough, long and hard labor. And epidurals don't work for me (I've had 6 insertions) so the labor as even more extreme for me, as I had contraction on top of contraction kicking my ass. If I need to be induced with this one, here's to hoping my body is at least somewhat ready to be receptive to an induction. Anywho, I'm not worried about getting through an induction or the baby's health - I simply would rather not have such a hard labor.

* In regards to my body being ready, at 37w3d, it's not. My cervix was still "thick" and only a fingertip dilated. I wasn't expecting anything, but of course, I hoped. Even if it was, I know that even a first timer can sit at multiple centimeters without any progress for weeks. I don't know why I wanted to see progress when I know it means absolutely diddly-squat at 37 weeks.

* If I had to choose a drug to be addicted to, I would pick ambien. It's the best drug in the entire world. Yet, I still woke up 6 times last night to pee. Go figure.

* I've been a terrible blog commenter lately. Miss Chicklet, Jenn, Lori, Pam, Mel, MrsSpock, Eden, Sara, J, Sarah, (jeez, why am I even trying to list out names? I'll never ever get a full list) deserve so much more from me. And I am in huge commenting suckatude mode. Lame.

* I freaking ~love~ to chew on ice lately. But not new ice. It has to have melted a bit. I need to set up a process so I always have some available. My husband is getting pissed when I reach my hand into his glasses of gatorade (his favorite drink).

* I went to work today for a few hours. I okay'd it with doc, but by the time I got home, my bp was 150/92. Bed rest is totally working, no more cheating - even with permission - for me.

* I ~think~ I've come to a conclusion about next Wednesday. If we are successful, I'm most likely going to okay the induction because I'm worried about having damaged the cord/placenta unknowingly with the version. I will be 38w5d and doc won't let me go to term anyway, so what's 4-5 days? I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I had a placental rupture over the weekend just because I wanted to wait. Goal is healthy baby. Period. It's what my doc is recommending too. If we are ~not~ successful, I'm still up in the air about the scheduled c-section. I'm leaning towards just getting the fucking c-section that same day for same reason. Having the cord issue and multiple risks for placental issues just makes me too nervous to wait it out to see if he flips on his own.

* I think it's hilarious I am so anti induction and anti c-section and those are my options. I've jinxed myself, haven't I?

* Do you think it would be permissible to get my last prenatal massage? It would require getting up and driving to massage therapist, 5 miles away, and then laying on a table to get rubbed. I just said no more permission-granted cheating, yet I really need a massage.

* I told my OB yesterday that I was going to take try to make some extra money by taking pictures of my swollen ankles and sending them into foot fetish websites - hoping the extra flesh would bring in extra cash. He had to stop writing notes in my chart cause he was laughing so much.

* I'm most likely having a baby in 8 days. Holy shit. I need to put up his new curtain rod and iron the curtains. But I'm on bed rest. Damn it.

* I'm confused on Karl's breech presentation. (J? MrsSpock? help here?) He had both feet down, bent at knees. I thought this was "complete breech" but the tech called him a "footling breech". Now that I'm googling, it seems that I'm mixing terms. There is complete (both feet down), incomplete (one foot) and frank breech (both feet up by head). Where does footling breech come in? The sites I've read always show 3 types of breech presentation: frank, complete, incomplete, but one says the three are frank, complete and footling. But footling is defined as "One or both of the fetus' feet are pointing down and will come out first". If that's true, wouldn't having both feet down be a complete?

* I'm bummed I had to close the guessing game. I wanted to have the most guesses for any game on expectnet. I got #3, I guess that's all I'll get. (I'm such a competitive dork.)

* Karl was estimated to weigh 3666 grams. 3-666. Third kid, 666. Ominous, no?

* I never texted Jenn back and now it's too late. Jeez I suck. Sorry Jenn.

* My roller derby wife-to-be was proposed to last night by another derby girl. She said she was already taken for my return. Yay.

* Yes, I know acupuncture is an option and I'm looking into it. Thanks for all the suggestions!

* 3 carseats in a car looks ridiculous to me.

* Last, but not least, prayers for my friend's dog. He got into a bad fight and he's fighting infection and now an allergic reaction. I'm sure he'll be fine, but the vet bill is getting ridiculous and it's just something my friend doesn't need right now. So he needs to get better soon so those bills stop being wracked up. Or is it racked up? Regardless, get better soon d.o.g.!