We had already been at the hospital getting some initial testing and monitoring done when Dr. Gobbles walks in and asks how we are doing. I say “we’re looking forward to getting the show on the road.” He says “Well, that’s what I want to talk to you about…”
Rut-roh.
As it turns out, the doctors and some “MFM”s (maternal fetal medicine specialists) had a pow-wow and decided that since I am so stable we should wait a bit longer before inducing. How long? I have no idea. I just know that we are now back home, disoriented, and staring a both my big belly and our empty bassinet. How’s that for an anticlimax?
We don’t know exactly what is going on or when the baby is going to be delivered. But we will keep you posted. For now, the boy is running what feels to be a few victory laps in the womb. I think he is happy he has been given an extension on his lease.
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