Oh Good

So I had my Week 35 appointment and two things:

1. I've graduated to the point where I now have to see the midwife every week. And apparently, labour can happen at any point so they've given me my binder with all my medical information.

2. Baby Max is probably going to be a seven-pounder if I can get to full term, or 37 weeks.

A this point, I feel:
a. Scared
b. Reassured

I know, how can I still feel both? Well, I feel scared because "D-Day" (Delivery Day) can happen at any time and reassured because if it does, Baby Maxity will be okay. I also felt a sense of comfort when my midwife massaged my belly, feeling for Baby Max, and said that I'll have a baby that I most likely will be able to push out.

As I wrote last week, one of my fears is having a preterm baby. I've seen the pictures. I've toured the neonatal intensive care units. I've read about the complications that preemies can have. All of it has scared me just a little. However, knowing that by 35 weeks things are more or less intact - and reaching that milestone - help me to rest a little bit better at night.

Also, at our recent prenatal class we continued to talk about C-sections and the extended recovery. Now, if I have to have a C-section, then I will cross that bridge when I come to it. However, listening to the possible complications got me wondering, why oh why celebrities and others choose to have a C-section. Having never gone through it, I can still see how a vag delivery can be painful, but too posh to push?

Perhaps my tune will be a little different when I'm actually in the throes of labour, but speaking to my midwife yesterday, I'd like to try to have as natural a birth as possible. I'm not against pain management, but I'm going to try my very best to deal with it. I kind of see labour like the last 10K of a marathon...it bloody hurts and my legs are screaming. She even said that perhaps I'll surprise myself and be a bit more tolerant of the pain.

Oh good.