Down to the Single Digits

Well at least on the little counter it says 9 days, but after all, a due date is just an estimate. I was lying in bed this morning getting completely worked up that this baby is breech because it's like deja vu compared to Little man's. Everything has pretty much been identical! All the dr's told me little man was head down, ready, and he wasn't. I was dialated 3cm and then 4, at exactly the same points that I have been this pregnancy. This might be TMI so don't keep reading if you don't care to hear. Hubby and I were having sex to try to get labor started with Little man and I would get contractions and then they would stop and the same thing happened yesterday. Though it had been a really long time because sex really has just become too difficult and annoying we decided to just give it a go thinking that maybe it would have some miracle working power, it didn't. So needless to say I was having contractions irregularly pretty much all afternoon and night and they just stopped just like they would last time.

I'm really starting to get down. I know that a C-section is a possibility but dammit if it's because the dr's have been wrong all this time and because this baby is actually breech I'm going to be pissed. I've repeatedly asked for a confirming ultrasound and it keeps getting put off. I really tried to have trust that these dr's and this pregnancy is different but when it's beginning to mirror the last one I'm losing hope and trust. I think with R losing his job and just the drama of the last week that giving me a freaking ultrasound is not too much to ask. I've been strong, positive, and optimistic and it's just starting to get damn hard to keep that perspective when I'm thinking back to 3.5 years ago at this same time. I remember the day I found out he was breech and I was devastated. I went home and layed on the ironing board upside down for so long and he was trying to flip but there just wasn't any damn room in there for him. I had been preparing so long taking and spending money on Bradley classes so that I could avoid the C-section epidemic that has plagued our society, yet because of stupid dr's I had to have one. Having to have another one for the same reason would just send me over the edge. Please pray for me that this baby is really head down and that I'm not going to find out at the last minute that he's breech and have to have a C-section!!!!!