I had one of my now weekly OB checkups yesterday. I strutted (or waddled) in pretty psyched because it was my 38 week checkup and I was hoping we would finally, finally set my induction date for the following week.
(For those of you who don’t know, I have to be induced at 39 weeks because I’m having a high-risk pregnancy and my hospital can only schedule inductions one week ahead of time.)
I’m sure you can imagine how excited I was to have finally reached my very last regular checkup! Yeah! Let’s do this! I’m ready to have a baby! When my OB and nurse practitioner came in I was practically chomping at the bit. He asked how I was feeling and I replied, “Great for 38 weeks! Can we set my induction for next week?”
And then he dropped the bomb.
“Hmmm, according to my chart you are 37 weeks, 2 days today.”
It turns out that for the past 8 months there have been two different due dates floating around my chart: one according to my last menstrual period and one according to my very first ultrasound at 7 weeks pregnant. The difference was 5 days, which back in October meant very little to me. I know the dating from an early ultrasound is extremely accurate and my cycles were irregular last summer, so it makes sense that my doc is going with the later date.
But at some point I decided the sooner date was my “real” date and that was what stuck in my head. And honestly, it’s not a huge difference for most of your pregnancy. But when you are suuuuper pregnant and uncomfortable that 5 days is a Very. Big. Deal. I went from being 38 weeks to 37 weeks in the blink of an eye.
So instead of leaving with my induction date and plans to check in to the hospital next week I left the office with an appointment for yet another check up. Booooooo. On the bright side, at least I’ve got an extra few days to get my act together and get organized!
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